How I love those Alpha Gams :)
Virginia Tech’s formal sorority recruitment is before spring semester. My first semester of college, I didn’t make many friends, so I was really excited to rush. It was an experience that truly changed my life. The very first day of Recruitment, I met one of my future pledge sisters (both our last names began with a “V”). By the last round, I knew 100% that I wanted a bid from Alpha Gamma Delta. An ice storm the next day may have cancelled our Bid Day, but I still trekked across campus to pick up my bid. My semester as a “new member” was a whirlwind of meetings and mixers and was highlighted by my Initiation (then Initiation day to a long walk off a short cliff when I got food poisoning at our banquet on top of already having Strep throat). I ate 90% of meals with these women, and we went out to bars and parties together. Every day for three and a half years. I lived in my house my last two years of college and relished having 26 of my best friends (for the most part) at my disposal whenever I wanted them. We even used to be super awkward and cuddle while watching TV. It’s only weird if you haven’t done it.
During Recruitment sophomore year |
With our sisters at Georgia Tech |
I love Alpha Gamma Delta. I truly believe in what we stand for. My time wasn’t always perfect (we were on collegiate and International probation for about 2 and a half years), and my chapter is no longer active (it was closed the year after I graduated). But I made some of the greatest friendships of my life. I witnessed first hand the amazing things women can do when challenged or called upon. One of my dear friends even inadvertently introduced me to my husband at a party that another sister hosted. I had two sisters stand with me on my wedding day with over a dozen more watching. We’ve supported each other through break-ups, babies, and burials.
I still wear my letters (which might be creepy considering I’m about to be 25). I’m proud to be an Alpha Gam for life. I was at the mall in Fayetteville earlier this year sporting a lettered t-shirt from my senior year. An elderly lady at Macy’s stopped me to tell me that she was also an Alpha Gamma Delta from a chapter in Pennsylvania. How amazing is it that she and I had nothing in common at first glance but shared the bond of sisterhood? Every time we open a new chapter, I sign up to be a Pearl Sister, or pen pal to a new woman starting out on her Alpha Gamma Delta journey. I even drove to Columbia, South Carolina, to meet my Pearl Sister at the Initiation Banquet for our new chapter at USC.
Now my heart is exploding with love and warm-fuzzies, and I want to move back into my sorority house.