I have a couple of stories that stick out in my head...

Thanksgiving break of my Freshman year, which was just before I was initiated, I went with the marching band to Italy. Part of our trip was taking a bus down to, and then back from, the Amalfi Coast. The problem about taking a bus to and from Amalfi is that it's at the bottom of a mountain, so the trip is really curvy and a lot of the band started feeling motion sickness on the way back, including me. In fact, I felt it so bad that I started gagging, our director had to stop the bus so I could get off. My Big was sitting at the back of my bus, and as soon as she realized that the bus was stopping so I could get sick (which was about two seconds after I walked off), she ran outside to help. Our director even got back on the bus after she came out, because he knew she would help. When we got back on the bus, my Big went to incredible lengths to make sure if I felt sick again, I wouldn't have to worry--she found a bag and a thing of tissues. I was really touched that she was taking such good care of me.

Another story I can think of just happened this past fall. A pledge brother of our Sig Ep chapter died in a car accident and everyone in the Greek system was quite shocked. There were only a few of our sisters who knew him personally and were close friends with him. The brothers held a candlelight vigil and, even though most of us never knew him, almost our entire chapter turned out to not only support the brothers through their tragedy, but to support our sisters who were close to him. The second we all got there, we went and gave our sisters hugs, and at the end of the vigil, the sisters who knew him cried on the rest of our shoulders.

And the last story I can think of...Our house gets incredibly hot, especially during ceremonies, because we keep the windows closed and there are candles and it's a small chapter room for the size of our chapter. This past spring, during the Initiation ceremony for the spring class, the heat started getting to one of our sisters. I guess she started swaying a little (I wasn't standing near her, so I'm just going on what I heard later), and a couple other sisters noticed. Without so much of a word to anyone else in the room, two sisters helped her walk out of the room and up the stairs. They stayed there, gave her a chance for some air, some water, and to lie down. She was really grateful, because she couldn't leave the room on her own and seemed worried that she would have passed out if she hadn't gotten out of there.

So I have a few... :)

This one is really my two-little's (my little's little) but I love it!

Her senior year she was going to El Salvador for the summer to do a study abroad thing. She was flying down with a few kids from our school and other state colleges in the area. When they got to the airport in E.S. they found out that their luggage had been lost. So here is Jen in another country where she doesnt speak the language (very well) and knows NO ONE. She's just standing there b.s.ing with a few people from the trip and a woman approaches her and asks if she was from the states. Jen says yes and they continue to talk and they find out that they're both from PA. Well the lady asks what college Jen is from and she says Clarion. Turns out, thats where the lady went! She then asks Jen if she was in a sorority. Jen says that she's a Phi Sig and pulls out her laviler. The lady was in one of the first pledge classes that our chapter took! Jen has a knack for finding Phi Sigs in the oddest places!

Heres one from college for me:
I was finishing up my pre-student teaching and I was working on my unit plan that we did with a partner. I had to edit the entire thing and she didnt get her part to me until really late. I had stayed up for over 24 hours (I have only ever done that one time... I NEED sleep) I then get to class (our first one in three weeks, we were teaching during that time) to turn in my unit and I find a letter saying that I cant student teach until I have taken my praxis II test. Which was crap because when I entered the Dpt of Ed I didnt have to take it until I was already student teaching. So I didnt get my placement like everyone else. So I was freaked out and on NO sleep... looking great in my BIG YELLOW Phi Sig jacket. I marched down the hall to the dean of field services to find out whats going on... I go in and she and I start talking. She tells me that they didnt change the req. like they should so it effected everyone... blah blah blah. But then she says... "You can take it in January and here is your placement list..." she was a founder of the local that became Phi Sig. She says she didnt do it just because of that, but we did talk for a LONG time. She pledged the Phi Sig chapter, but had to leave due to personal reasons. She was never initiated. She pulled out her pledge pin, which she kept in her desk. We eventually initiated her after I graduated, but even if some sisters didnt like her, she always had a special place in my heart!

I also owe my job to a Phi Sig! I was the pledge mom to my current roomie back in 2001. She and I student taught at the same time and became pretty close. She moved to VA in 2004, but I was stubborn and stayed in PA. She and I kept in touch and she kept trying to get me down there. Last summer she and her principal helped me get a lot of interviews, then a job opened up at HER school. I eventually got the job and we now live together. I am so thankful for the whole thing!

Also, I was on our field trip this year and talking about parades and such on the hay wagon (we took the kids to a pumpkin patch!) and I mentioned that I was a Beta Sigma Phi, the one teacher looks at me and smiles and says "I AM YOUR SISTER!!!!" We talked BSP for a long time and its been great knowing we have that bond! Ive gone to her chapter meetings and it was great!

Thats all folks!

Mine's little but it still means a lot to me personally.

The summer of 2005 was really hard on me emotionally. I had met a sister from BU through livejournal. At my darkest, weakest point, I was suicidal, but her emails and livejournal messages kept me up and got me through it. Without her I'm not sure what I would have done.
It's amazing what someone who you've never physically met but share a bond with can do for you mentally and emotionally.
Also my big-I talked with her a lot and she helped me through the tough stuff as well.

I feel like this is the thread you should print out and hand to people who are skeptical about the greek system. My mum is still dubious but I'm winning her over. I've asked her to do the memory walk with me in September which I plan to do with local alums, (it's one of Sigma Kappa's biggest philanthropy events) and she's agreed to do it, as long as I get her a Sigma Kappa Mom t-shirt!

That is not little...that is a GREAT story!!

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When I was growing up, I lived in a foster home. My grandmother, my former guardian, died when I was 11 and my mother died when I was 14, so I always missed having strong women to look up to. When I joined Kappa Delta, I found true female role models, as well as a kind of family that would never go away.

When I got married two years ago, I had no family members at my wedding, due to an argument I had with my brother. However, I had my sisters there to support me, and that meant more to me than anything. My husband suffered a severe heart attack last year, and my sisters were the only "family" who called, emailed, and offered to help me through the two months he was in the hospital (two weeks of which he was in a coma). They were the only ones who truly got me through the ordeal. When I think about all that my sisterhood has given me, words cannot even describe it. I'm so happy to be able to experience what true friendship means. Thank you to Kappa Delta, but thank you, as well, to the entire Greek Community.

WoW! I love this thread!!! I hope it stays up forever so that we can always share our happy stories. :)

Bump? I don't have a story to tell but I love my sisters and I'd love to hear some other people's stories so I can get my feel-good moment of the day.

well this story is only a little one, but i have been thinking about it all day and then i randomly ran across this thread so i thought i would share it. i must warn you it is a little gross. once we were having a retreat and michelle had a runny nose, and there not a tissue in sight. catalina didn't hessitate for one second to pull out her sleeve so michelle could blow her nose. i just don't know any gdis that have that kind of dedication to their friends!

I have one! It was the day after bid day, so keep in mind that I barely knew any of these girls -the only person I really knew much about was my friend who I had english class with. A pledge sister of mine along with three other actives and I had gone to one of their friend's houses for a party. My pledge sister and I were sitting together in a big armchair talking, just sorta getting to know each other (the one sister who I knew well knew her well through a mutual friend and had claimed we were "gonna be best friends...seriously" -we were trying to see if that was the case:rolleyes:)
So anyway, we're sitting there, the sisters are off talking to other people and my pledge sister starts telling me about why she rushed and I can't believe it...she's telling my story exactly. She's talking about wanting to find the type of girls who were down for anything, whether it's sitting around in PJs watching TV or heading out on a road trip in the middle of the night just because, about wanting to find her place in a school that's pretty daunting, and how she thought seriously about transferring until this wonderful, amazing group of girls came along. She even felt held back because of a long-distance boyfriend just like I did! All of a sudden I was in tears -I hadn't been so happy in such a long time. Of course we're still in a room full of people so I'm bawling for no apparent reason with all of these people I don't know and I'm starting to feel like a complete idiot when she leaned over and hugged me. All of a sudden the three other sisters who were there appeared and were hugging the two of us too. One big Kappa Delta group hug in the middle of a party! One of their guy friends came over and asked what was going on (rather loudly) and my sister picked up her head, gave him a rather withering look and said "It's a sister thing...you wouldn't get it." and put her head back down. I have never felt more safe or loved in my whole life.
Cut to the end of the semester, I'm great friends with all of the girls who were there that night, the girl from my pledge class is indeed my best friend at school:rolleyes: and the girl who made the defending comment is my roommate for next semester!
Love these girls more than life -truly an AOT moment!:)

I think this is a great story about West Virginia's Greek community.
Several years ago during our chapter meeting our President announced that a fraternity member's father had died from cancer. The family wanted his ashes to be scattered over Vietnam (they're Vietnamese) but couldn't afford it. Our president asked to each to throw in a couple bucks, which isn't a bad amount of money for a chapter with 90 girls.
Not sure how much money was raised, but I know the family was able to scatter the father's ashes over Vietnam. And that fraternity member is now a close friend of mine and was also president of his fraternity his senior year.

I have a great story to share from March of this year. It was a Saturday night and my sorority was holding our annual (which we were mandated to do by our school even though its not really okay with our national headquarters). An annual is basically an on-campus, DRY, themed party that every organization holds to raise money for one cause or another. Anyway, I wasn't there bc of family stuff and so I didn't hear all this until I returned to school. Two of my sisters were in a very bad car accident driving from their house to campus for the annual. The driver basically lost control of her SUV and it went directly into a tree. A brother of SAE drove by the scene of the accident and saw a Phi Sig bumper sticker on her car and immediately knew who it was. He called one of our sisters at the party and immediately five sisters left the party and went to the hospital (only five bc we some of us had to wait until the party was over). They waited in the ER by the sides of our two injured sisters' beds and provided as much information to the doctors as they could. They also called their families.

The girls were separated into two rooms and, upon visiting, my entire chapter kept harrassing doctors, nurses, orderlies, WHOEVER to get them in the same room. Eventually they did move them together. There wasn't a blank space on their walls. There were cards, flowers, candy, signs, PHI SIG, EVERYWHERE and there was a constant flow of visitors coming in and out of their rooms...not only our sorority. But many members of other organizations on our campus visited them and brought them gifts. It was so touching when people I hardly knew on campus in other orgs came up to me and asked "How are your sisters? Let us know if you or they need anything". It was truly amazing and touching to see the outpour of love that came from other orgs and from within our own chapter.

We also helped out their parents/families whenever they needed it. If they needed a break to rest, clean, eat we'd stick with Hanna and Lara (the two injured). I, as well as many of my sisters, visited them everyday. I helped wash Lara's hair once or twice and I helped her brush her teeth often when I was there. Even though her hip was dislocated, she wouldn't give up good hygeine haha.

Anyway, thats my story. Sorry its kinda long but I think its a great story of sisterhood and love. :)

the thing that makes me really sad about this thread is how come stories like this don't make into the media, in books like pledged and the new show greek? these are all really great stories! i wish there was a way to share these in the media.

"Chicken Soup" for the Sorority/Fraternity Woman's soul? Imagine the impact a book like that could have on the future of Greek life!

Its funny, but my most touching story comes from the semester before I pledged. I went through the "rush" process for my sorority and during my interview, I revealed that my mom had just been diagnosed with cancer. Though I was a strong candidate, the ladies decided not to accept me for that semester's pledge class because of what I was going through with my family. But over the course of the semester, I went from wanting to be a member, to knowing that I HAD to become a member, because without the way that the sisters rallied around me and supported me all through that hardest time, I would never have made it.

another one...


this past wednesday night, i was in a car crash. the people who hit me (yes, it was their fault) were completely oblivious and didn't even come to the car to see if i was alive. they were completely unharmed but unfortunately i sustained severe injurues including a fractured ankle, a shattered anke, and a completely destroyed kneecap. i called my fiance from the hospital and he called the president of my chapter, who is also my line sister, and within hours, there were tons of e-mails, visits, and flowers from all over the states. some of my line sisters even drove in from all over Louisiana to come to the hospital. one of the girls kept a live update through e-mail so that all my sisters could keep informed. the outpouring of love and support, especially from sisters i've never even met before really got me through the emotional trauma better than most patients would. I LOVE MY SISTERS!!!!!!!

i just got my wisdom teeth out on friday and was TERRIFIED...when i came home and was snuggled in bed, not only did i have 15 voicemails waiting for me (and my surgery was at 8am, so that means my sisters had more than likely woken up just to leave me a voicemail), but within the hour i had three sisters knocking on my door, feeding me jello and watching movies with me all day...

not much, but it sure means a lot to a girl like me!

Ilaria -WOW - glad you are alright (well, other than the busted kneecap and ankles!) and your sisters are there for you. Get well soon!
Alrphimu - the whole wisdom tooth thing is no fun - hope you recover quickly!

I can think of two specific examples:

When I was still in school, one of our sisters got a detached retina from playing raquetball without glasses. She was in the hospital for over a month, with both eyes bandaged, as the eyes work in sympathy with each other. We all took turns staying with her during visiting hours, as her family lived too far away to stay with her during the week. Fortunately, her sight was saved!

When I was going through my divorce, one of my closest sisters who lived in San Diego at the time called me almost daily to ask how I was doing. God bless her - I was a mess! But I finally started to turn the corner, and call her one day, and said, "What are you doing this weekend?" She asked why, and I responded, "You've been so good to me, I thought a quick trip to Tiajuana was in order!" I later found out that a quickie divorce didn't solve the property problems, but we still had a great time.

And of course, most of ya'll have heard me tell the story of our sister, Sarai.

The year I was VP Membership, my computer ate dirt and died two days before rush started. On it were all of the photos that sisters had diligently sent me over the summer so that I could print them out and use them on the Round 1 display boards - which I'd been planning to do the next day. Like the computer illiterate I was, I hadn't thought to make a backup copy of the files. I was about ready to fall to pieces, but several of my sisters went on a madcap raid of the house, collecting the photo albums and boxes of every sister in the house and presenting me with twice as many pictures as I needed to make the boards.

After they saved me from that potential breakdown, I needed to get away for a few minutes, so I drove over to the McDonalds and got fries and a pink lemonade (not my usual fare, but when I get the rare fries-and-pink-lemonade craving, it will not be denied). I left them downstairs in the sorority house to go up and check on the display boards, and when I came down, the fries were still there but the drink was gone - our house manager had assumed someone had left it accidentally and thrown away!

This wouldn't usually have fazed me, but I was so high-strung after my computer's untimely demise and the near-crisis of the display boards, and then to lose my comfort drink on top of it...it was the straw that broke the camel's back. I ended up sitting in the TV room (on the floor, since the furniture had been removed for rush), crying like a baby, much to the dismay of our poor house manager. She found my little sis, who was on her way out on an anniversary date with her boyfriend (who wasn't my biggest fan to begin with), and my little, after seeing what a wreck I was, commandeered his car to go pick me up another pink lemonade despite his protests and their plans - and it was twice as big as my first one! :)

It's not a big, lifechanging thing, but right then it felt like the end of the world, and those picture-stealing sisters and my little will always hold a special place in my heart for it.

Bumping this thread because I was on facebook today and came across something I thought was really nice. A girl I've met once through mutual friends (she goes to another school) had her father pass away on Christmas Day. She was a KD at another school (transferred out of that school) and her boyfriend is a DTD at her current school. She had facebook pictures up of the flowers various people had sent for her father and she had several bouquets from KD (the chapter she is no longer a part of) and her boyfriend's chapter of DTD. I thought it was really nice that the chapters took the time to send her family flowers during this difficult time.

I especially thought it was sweet of her boyfriend's chapter to send flowers- I might mention that they are at a school in the deep south, and I think it's just a great example of southern manners. I can think of a select few fraternity chapters at my school that I think would do something like that.

This is such a sweet thread! I loved reading all these stories... it really reaffirms why going Greek is such a great thing :)

I have a few. My first one is just a little thing - when I first became a New Member, I was really depressed because of problems with my newly-ex-boyfriend. I left a really sad away message on AIM one day, and returned to my computer to find that an older sister who I hadn't had much contact with had sent me a long message, saying she didn't know what was wrong but wanted to help me through it. She also sent me an mp3 file of a song she said had helped her through some rough times. I listened to it and it really did help - to this day, its one of my favorites. I just remember being blown away by the caring shown to me though I had only known these women for a week or two.

Last summer, I was at work when my Big called me to say my Little had called her in tears. My Little had lined up an amazing internship in a nearby city for the next month, but when she arrived that day, her housing situation had fallen apart. Now she was probably going to have to lose the internship and return home. My Big and I weren't going to let that happen - between the two of us, as well as a number of other sisters, we found her a place to stay for the month and she was able to keep her internship. It was especially memorable because her mom - also a Kappa - was so touched by how strong our sisterhood was.

The final story is actually from another chapter on our campus. A few years ago, before I was on campus, their president was murdered in her apartment. Though I never knew her I still hear about her a lot, and their chapter website has a special page dedicated to her memory. I think it shows a lot about their sisterhood that years after her death, she's still remembered on campus - even by those who didn't know her.

Last year (May 2007-April 2008), I lived in an apartment that I affectionately call the "water log". The place flooded 7 times for 7 different reasons in the barely 11 months I lived there. The last flood (& the one where I told the landlord to shove it) happened because our water heater busted. The water heater was right next to my bedroom so all of my stuff was undoubtedly ruined, my computer fried (thank gosh I had renter's insurance). The water also spread all over the apartment, so my roomie's stuff was also ruined. The apartment complex made the decision NOT to call myself or my roommate and when I got home I saw the water extractor and just knew my unit had flooded again. The landlord came running out of the office (& by now, knew us by name), called me over and told me. She also said she would refund the entire months rent & our full security deposit without a walk through.

Either way, when they come in to take care of the water problem they make a huge mess & then just leave. I was so mad I was in tears. I called one of my pledge brothers, told her that the place had flooded again and she came right over. She brought me food, gave me a key to her apartment, and loaded up a bunch of my stuff in her car. She opened her home to me and let me sleep on her couch, eat her food, etc for about 4 days. She also stored about 20 boxes of my stuff at her place for almost 2 weeks.

I reserved another apartment (far far away from the water log) in January, so I just had to call them and move up my move in date. I would not have been able to handle that last flood without her. She really was my saving grace.

This is such a sweet thread! I have sooo many stories but one that most sticks out in my mind didn't even involve me but one of my pledge class sisters, She had scored a dream job in New York and we were all excited for her, but when she got there, her housing had totally fallen through, she was terrified and in this giant city all alone where she knew no one. She called our house mom bawling. Our house mom somehow got ahold of the Theta chapter at Columbia and a couple of the girls from that chapter came and got her and let her stay at the Theta house there (It was summer so they had some extra room) until she found a more permanent arrangement. It was just so unbelievably sweet to realize that even we don't all know eachother we are always sisters and are always there to take care of and look out for one another.

About 3 1/2 years ago, I was rushed to the hospital because of a massive kidney infection. I knew it wasn't life threatening, but it was still very serious because my kidneys were severely infected and I was septic and suffering.

It was the first time in my life I'd ever been hospitalized, so that freaked me out even more. The smell, the IV they hooked me up to, everything. It was tough getting through the first night.

I sent a few texts to some of my sisters and the next morning, a bunch of them showed up with flowers and stayed with me until my mom finished work. I also received a lovely bouquet from greeklawgirl that day. She was so kind enough to send me flowers to cheer me up even though she was in AZ and I was in HI! The rest of my hospital stay just flew by after that. I remember it was such a relief to know that I wasn't alone.

Looking back, it's not just limited to that hospital experience. I don't know how many times I've called my sisters crying because something bad happened and they were always there to listen even if I didn't make any sense. I'm also so thankful for my sisters in the Panhellenic family. From Tri Delta to AXO to Alpha Phi to DG to Gamma Phi Beta to Pi Phi to Phi Mu to ZTA...the sisterhood they've shown me over the years is truly a blessing.

I haven't always been good at showing my gratitude to these women and I know I definitely need to change that. My life is a total 180 from how it used to be and I have these women to thank for helping me get here. :)

every year we have an annual meeting in the fall, where we conduct most of our important business. this year, our meeting was almost 6 hours long. during our break, one of my pledge sisters got a text that her bf had just attempted suicide. we were initiated in the Spring, so most of the alums (and the alums who are new advisors) do not know us that well. my pledge sister, and another of my pledge sisters who is very close to her and her bf, got up and left the meeting extremely upset. they were going to drive themselves to the hospital but could not even speak through crying. an alum who doesn't know any of us, drove them to the hospital. that gave me hope through our meeting. at that moment, we took a break to pray... and pray we did. he is fine now, and much happier.

My stories don't really involve me directly, but they are what I think of when I think of sisterhood...

I'm sure everyone knows of the shooting at Northern Illinois University. Obviously, people all over the states were in shock but it hit home for college kids in Illinois because if you went to high school in this state you know atleast 1 person that goes to the 7 major Universities. (Eastern, Western, Northern, Southern, U of I, NorthWestern, U I C). I'm not sure if it's like that in all states but it was here! On top of that, Illinois is a very strong state for Sigma Kappa and we have chapters all over the state, including Northern...

With that bit of background goes my stories. When the shooting occured, at my college along with most in Illinois there was mass chaos as everyone was trying to get ahold of friends/family at Northern. Alot of us met at the chapter house, just to find out if any of our girls knew anyone personally involved. We did! My big's best friend was shot multiple times. It took her awhile to find out (I'm sure everyone is aware of the chaos that ensued about trying to get information out with jammed phone lines, trying to find out who was amung the injured..etc). My big's best friend was actually shot numerous times and wound up being the last to be released from the hospital. My big rushed to Northern that night when she found out to stay with her best friend. We all kept in contact with my big to check on her. She stayed with her a few weeks. We sent food and cards, not only to my big to make sure she was doing alright herself, but for her friends family! When she came back to school she was crying when she thanked us.

We also found out there were Sigma Kappa's injured in the shooting. I know one of my sisters at that school- she said the amount of outpouring from chapters all over the states was amazing! They had phone calls/emails/cards sent to them galore, and alumni came back to help the chapter deal with the aftermath. Along with cards/flowers/ and I don't know all what else was sent to the two sisters that were injured.

Thanks for bumping this thread! Some of you already know what my awesome sisterhood story is (because some of you were involved in it!) but I'm going to tell it anyway.

My mom was diagnosed with cancer on December 15, 2006. She had been in the hospital for about a week and a half before her diagnosis, and I had been suffering through my first finals as a grad student at the University of Pittsburgh, 4 hours away from home. I posted about her illness on my LJ (which, when I first posted, could have been quite a few different outcomes), and immediately got a flood of comments and well wishes from sisters (many who I have never met but feel like I know). Those sisters from my chapter who read my update notified the actives and recent alum from my chapter, who were instructed to "wait for instructions" about what to do.

When mom was diagnosed with bladder cancer, I think I posted that night. My sisters, both online and IRL were with me every step of the way. They cried with me when she was diagnosed or when we went through a tough time (I think the hardest was finding out that a tumor had grown in one of her femurs, breaking her leg and rendering her mostly bedridden) and cheered with me when it seemed like mom was making a turnaround (the doctors shrunk that tumor for a time, mom actually stood up for about a minute once, and it made me the happiest girl alive). I was able to not only lean on my sisters for support, but many of their families opened up their homes to me. In fact, one family in the Pittsburgh area offered to fly me from Pittsburgh to NY, where my mom's hospital and subsequent nursing home was, just in case I needed to get there faster than the 4 hour drive permitted. I never actually used it, and so I don't really know how my sisters' parents (both members of my chapter, both close friends) were able to work that, but I have no doubt it would have happened.

Mom's battle with cancer was (thankfully) short - God claimed her on April 1, 2007. While it hurt to lose my very best friend, the woman who I wished I could be, having my sisters there for me made things a little better. Many of my sisters were unable to attend her viewing/funeral, but 6 of them (half active, half alum) came to her viewing, and two more made the four hour drive from Pittsburgh to come to her funeral. Of course, my sister-mother came for it all, and of course my SIL (aka my Alpha Gam sister-in-law and former roommate and future mother of my neices and nephews) was there. Without these sisters and my two best friends from high school, I never would have even made it to the events, let alone through them.

Sisters that didn't make it sent cards, e-mails, prayers, flowers, and support. They are still offering their support, especially on hard days (Mother's Day in particular), and I know I wouldn't get through a day without them.

As I look up at the family pictures we had taken after mom's diagnosis, I know that I wouldn't even be able to hang them up without the support of my sisters. Thanks, all of you!

This is just a little something, but it made me smile.

I worked at an amusement park back home for a few summers while I was in college. I was in charge of a small group of rides, and one day I was in the middle of covering breaks for ride operators.

While at one ride, I saw a group of girls wearing AST shirts, and I stopped briefly to introduce myself and to talk to them. It was extremely hot that day, and even if I didn’t say so, I’m sure they could tell that I was tired and I had been running around for the past few hours. I told them sorry, but I had to be getting on to the next ride to cover a break, or I’d be way off schedule.

At the end of covering that short break, as I was leaving the ride, I looked just outside the exit area to find my sisters standing there. They had in their hands a water, a lemonade, a slushie, and a soda. They said that they didn’t know what I liked, so they bought what they could and they let me choose what I wanted.

I thanked them a million times :)

ASTalumna06, that was a very sweet story. It made me smile when I read it. That's what sisterhood is all about.

It took me all semester to yank myself out of a physically/verbally abusive relationship. I told my sisters about it the night before initiation, and they didn't judge me for not being strong enough to leave - instead they comforted and supported me. They let me know that I wasn't in it alone. Heck, they even offered to round up the chapter to take him on if I needed it and beat him down with stilettos. :p Knowing I had such an amazing support group allowed me to have an unbelievable initiation day, because for once I didn't have to worry about boyfriend making me feel worthless.

Fast forward one month. I was able to distance myself a bit from boyfriend a bit by immersing myself in sisterhood events, PR, etc. for the sorority. The relationship kept getting worse though, but I was able to finally break up with him. That night, we had a recruitment workshop and I told them that I had finally left him. The amount of support I received was absolutely astounding. I don't think I would have been strong enough to stay away from the man I honestly thought I would marry if I didn't have my chapter's support. My Big was absolutely thrilled when I told her - it made me realize that I had made the correct decision. Reactions like hers have given me the motivation to stay away from him instead of slipping back into the abuse cycle.

My sisters saved me from him, and have been great about helping me rebuild the self-esteem he crushed. I am so thankful for my sisters. <3

this is adorable :)

My story of sisterhood is quite long, and some of you already know it if you've been around Greek Chat long enough. It was just published in Delta Gamma's ANCHORA (our magazine). The online version can be found here:

http://digital.watkinsprinting.com/publication/?i=9605

My story starts on page 17...on the right half of the page, it's called, "She may have Died, but I am my Mother's Sister."

As I sit here with tears, I realize what a wonderful relationship you had with your mother and sisters.

My story is simple and yet complete. When my Aunt was dx with cancer in 1999, the family huddled around her and we knew that we were going to have to be there for her and do anything that we could with her. Being her neice and I was working at the time, I did everything that I could do to help her.
Fast forward, she was able to survive (breast cancer) and lived until 2003. On my Mom's b-day, Nov 1, 2003, my Aunt had come home from work (and I just happened to be off that day) and said she needed to go to the hospital. From the day that I took her in, she never left. The first weekend that she was in the hospital, her sisters from PDK came into the hospital to visit her. They brought her flowers and candy and something else. Don't remember because I was outside crying my eyes out because of the vision that I had just had about my Aunt. But she was so happy to see them. At the time, she was their chapter president.
They were coming from Ennis (which was where the chapter was located) and at that time, she was in Mexia in the hosp which is about 50 to 60 miles away. When she died 14 days later, after I'd called my Mom at the hospital (I was there with her for the last week of her life and there with her the day she died along with one of her sons holding her hand) and told her I was able to call the Chapter VP and another of the sorors and let her know what happened. They were so sorry and asked if there was anything that they could do to help us. I told them I'd let them know.
At the funeral, all of her Sorors showed up and performed their services for her along with my sorority. It was just so moving to see all of us. Her sisters continued to stay in contact with me and the family after my Aunt passed away. It was hard for me because we are both members of DST and she was my Aunt that I'd known and lived next too on the farm for 21 years. But both my Sorors and hers were so concerned about me and the family that it helped me to be able to pick up the pieces of my life at that time and keep my head from falling into a giant chasm.
FF to 2008. In cleaning out a storage shed on the property, I knew that she had some of PDK's belonging's (since she was the Chapter Pres at the time) I found them again. I was able to call up the current Chapter Pres (and she knew EXACTLY who I was) and let her know that I needed to get their belongings back to them. I was able to meet with her and talk with her and it was like they still wanted to know how everything was going and how the family was--even after 5 years had passed. It was just amazing to see that sisterhood, even through death, can still be present.

I too am crying. That's awesome.

That is such a beautiful story. I was quite impressed with the entire magazine and the other stories of sisterhood. Thank you for the link.

Oh wow, I cried, too. How sweet!

Thanks ladies. It meant a lot for me to share the story because so many people have jaded images of Greek Life (not that anyone who gets the ANCHORA would, but that's besides the point). And, obviously, the Greek message board I wrote about is Greek Chat...and user HannahGirl is Andrea from my story.

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Can I just say OTW, how awesome you are! I mean that. I remember one time when I was really upset about something-and not even knowing me you said, "Worrying is like praying for something bad to happen." I never looked at it that way and I was really upset....Even though you are an Alpha Gam-I thought, wow...I'm glad to know there are other Greeks out there who are willing to help me out when I am upset. I really took what you said and realized how blessed I am to have met so many great people on here...Thank you....