I’ve never been one to use the phrase “my person.” Something about it has just never quite say right with me. It feels exclusive, almost like there can only be ONE!!!!! That sounds like a scary bound for life type deal. I remember graduating high school and not knowing whether a sorority was the right thing for me. Obviously the idea of having 200+ sisters was a very exciting thing but also something that was a huge decision…like life changing ya feel me? I had this huge checklist of what I wanted. Some I presumed were a little far fetch, and others seemed like a pretty normal request in a sisterhood. I wanted people who saw me how I was and loved me despite all of the cracks in my story. I wanted people who saw me and wanted to make me into the best version of myself and made me see that too. I wanted people who made me genuinely happy, not just like that “haha I’m laughing because I have to” but like that genuine kind of belly laugh. Those are my favorite kind. I wanted people who listened to my sob stories, my pity parties, my joyous outburst, and everything in between. I wanted people who enjoyed food just as much as I did (clearly one of the lower priorities on the list.) I wanted people who would continue to play a huge part in my life even after my college days were over. I wanted something that was lifelong. I didn’t want something that was just a name, just an organization. I wanted the real deal, all or nothing. And I will let you in on a little secret of what I found: Chi Omega. Words cannot express (literally I don’t think I can even begin to) how much these people mean to me. Each and everyone of them has something wonderful inside of them. I find myself looking around when we are all together and literally asking myself over and over again how I got so lucky to be able to surround myself with such inspiring people. They are goofy, loving, hilarious, wonderful, angels sent from above, everything on my check list and beyond that. I could not have asked for a better two years of college and will still be saying that 10 years from now. I think it is safe to say that I don’t have a person. I have multiple. PTL for the Chee. XOXO.