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But Mom, I Want a Sister!

Growing up, I always wanted a sister.  I was the last of three, and my parents were finished having children.  I would beg and plead for a sister, thinking that if I prayed hard enough I would finally see a little girl just like me.  Welp, that didn’t happen, and it wouldn’t be until years later that I would get not only one, but 58+.

I was introduced to Delta at an early age, but didn’t fully embrace it until I came to college.  There they were – Freshman Orientation, handing out water to the freshmen class.  I don’t know what it was that allured me to speak and get a water, maybe it was my parched body, but I went over there and did just that.  They were very kind, all were smiling, and just overall good spirited.

I knew I wanted to join the Sorority since I was in 5th grade when I found out two of my favorite teachers, Mrs. Blackwell and Mrs. Oglesby, were Deltas.  They helped me grow in so many ways – as a young lady and as a student, and by the time I got to high school, Mrs. McClelland took me under her wing (she was a Delta, too).  My high school counselor, Aunts, and a cousin were also Deltas and I admired them all for their strength and prominence in their communities, the interaction they had with their families, and their pursuit of anything they put their mind to.  They were strong women that were unstoppable.  Their drive was unreal and I, too, possessed that same drive.  They encouraged me to be successful and to follow my dreams of becoming a teacher, something that they all were.  I also knew that I wanted to become a Delta.

I commenced to research the Sorority upon my arrival at school.  Sure, I had browsed the website a couple of times, but it was not until I attended my first program that I was determined to learn more and more about its ideals.  The more I learned, the more I was intrigued.  As I matriculated through college, I gained many friends with the same interest I had.  It was as if we had an unspoken bond with one another – to be sisters in Delta.  We would spot each other at programs and other activities,but never really talk about or share our journey with one another.  I met more and more women striving toward the same goal, longing to fulfill their dream of Delta…

Sportin’ our Gifted Polos (Thanks Teek and Brink!)

And in the Spring of 2007, it became official: 59 of us became sisters of the Alpha Mu Chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc, only to join the ranks of 250,000+ more women who all stood for Sisterhood, Scholarship and Public Service.  I finally had the sisters I’d so earnestly asked my mother for and it felt good!

My Dean and I have become more than Sorors; We’re Sisters

We may fuss and we may fight, but you can believe this: our bond is unbreakable. Sisters don’t always like each other; they don’t always get along.  But, we love, nourish, and cherish each other, always staying true to the bond.  I once heard a quote, “you can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family“, and although we are not blood, these are the sisters I desired and I will do anything for them (they already know). That’s how strong my love is.

And everyday I am constantly reminded of how good it is to have sisters – women who will hold you down no matter what, women who will keep you uplifted when times are tough, women who will always look out for you and keep you in line.  Though I may not always show it like I should, I love my Sorors of DST and would never trade them, even for a million bucks!  They are irreplaceable jewels, you know… the ones that you have to keep because of their rarity and the value levels placed on them are so high that you would be a FOOL to give them away.

Sisterhood, Scholarship and Public Service – AMSpr07

To my sisters of the AMazing Alpha Mu Chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. (Young and Old, and especially Spr. 07): Thanks for always holding me down.  Happy Founder’s Day – 99 could NEVER look this good on anyone else but us.  Although it wasn’t our moms that placed us in each others lives, it was God who sent us to find one another.  Appreciate your Sisters and remember to always give flowers while people are living, for when they are dead they will never be able to enjoy them… <3

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