Delta Gamma is my home away from home. I live with a group of fantastic women all under one roof. Trust me, it has its ups and downs and there are more crazy times than simple ones, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Joining a sorority was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, I never knew that being completely surrounded by women my age would be exactly what makes me happy.
This post is not about trying to get all the non-greek people of the world to want to join a sorority or fraternity, it’s just the story of the start of my journey in DG, an opener to the madness of all the stories that will be told on this blog about my house.
I know you’ve all probably heard this speech a million times but I was not the typical “sorority girl” when I decided to go through recruitment. All my best friends were guys, and I chose to spend most my time with my guy friends. I didn’t end up wanting to join a house until my sophomore year of college. As a freshman I had zero interest in wanting to be a sorority woman, it just wasn’t for me. But after freshman year ended I realized I didn’t want to graduate college without any life long female friends. That’s when I decided to rush. Recruitment is a story within itself, it was a very long process but ultimately it tends to put you in the house that you belong. Once bid day arrived I discovered that I was in Delta Gamma the same sorority that my great grandma, grandma, mom and three of my cousins were all members of. And that’s where the stories begin.