I think we all get a bit sentimental on Thanksgiving. I know I do. Last year I sent out a mass text to all my friends and sisters telling them how much they meant to me. This year I didn't...because this year I'm thankful for different things.
Lately, I've been questioning why I'm still part of my Greek organization. I'd say the name, but (1) you all know it and (2) I could get in a lot of trouble for what I'm about to say. The moral in my chapter has been low since before recruitment. I think the yelling and arguing got to a lot of us. It definitely got to me. And the super strict rules, the trash talking of sisters, and the cliques have been making me question my decision to join Greek life. To be honest, I was ready to sign my papers and walk away from it all. That's how sick of it I was.
This Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for all of my Panhellenic sisters who have reminded me why I love being part of a Greek organization. When things in my organization are tough, I have amazing women to turn to. Some are in my sorority, some aren't. But they've all reminded me why I joined a sorority in the first place. I'm lucky to have such inspiring and caring women in my life. If you think this is about you, it probably is.
I'm thankful for other things too: my family, the amazing fraternity men who have supported me this year, my SG buddies, my professors who have helped me find my passions, the opportunity to attend SIWC 2010 and fall in love with writing again, and many other things.
Honestly, I'm thankful for just being alive. Last year, three family members were taken from us too soon, and I'm thankful for each breath I have the opportunity to take. It's sentimental, but that's what Thanksgiving is all about.