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I don't know where to even begin...
The first time I was called Soror or called one of you Soror. The sound of that word addressing me still gives me goose bumps.
My first regional conference and my first convention.
Every line I have assisted through the process. I have helped reactivate 2 collegiate chapters and got to bring in babies of m own last spring! (I see you Robbi, (JJSP01)!)
When I had a car accident right in fornt of chapter meeting and although I was knocked out and was disoriented when I woke up I was in the safest place imaginable because Sorors outside took care of me and Sorors inside were praying for me. (And the first things out of my mouth were to take the invitations to my line's anniversary into the church because I had them and they had to get delivered!)
Earlier this month I was in BWI airport traveling alone waiting for my plane on a trip for work. I spotted a Soror (she had a DST bag). When there was a break in her conversation, I walked over, said Good morning Soror and was greeted by a big smile and a warm hug, a nice conversation and a little companionship beofre my flight. She was on her way to take her first cruise and we talked like old friends. I glowed the rest of my traveling time that day.
Then there are the little moments- just bumping into to Sorors all over town- B-more is FULL of Deltas! Reading about prominent Sorors, cuz' we are some accomplished women, attending an initiation, watching a coming out show, feeling the excitement simply pour off a neo, just simply being around Sorors and feeling comfort in the bond. Knowing I can lean on the shield any time, day or night I can call someone who has got my back.
One day in step practice, we were all tired before we even began, we had been at it for weeks. A soror came in with some chicken she had bought on her way to practice to eat for dinner. Another Soror had come straight forml work and not gotten to eat. The one with the food gave half her dinner to the Soror who was hungry. All she could do is smile and say, "see that is what sisterhood is all about. What's mine is yours. Some other folks woulda bit your hand sooner than give you their food when they are hungry. But your true Soror is going to hold you DOWN!"
Ooooh, I love my Sorors!
It is a fine time to be Delta Sigma Theta, yes a fine time to be DST!
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