I remember hearing stories during rush, not only in the Zeta suite, about how these are friends you'll have forever. I remember in new member meetings hearing about how the big/little bond is something you'll have for life. I remember running through the halls of Laurel with my clues in hand to find my big. And my little screaming in my face when I finally took her blindfold off to reveal I was her big.
I've told the story before of how Molly and I fell apart my junior year, something I wish I could go back and remedy everyday. But like the stories told in countless sisterhood circles, big/little is forever and we found our way back to each other.
This weekend I was lucky enough to get a night out with my little and her sweet boy.
It reminded me how much I absolutely cherish our friendship and all the laughs we've shared not only this weekend but all the time.
I've learned friendships are built on the little things, like polka dot band-aids in Christmas present boxes, coordinating flannels and puffy vests, being eternal Mich Ultra girls, and that look we can give each other from across a crowded room and know exactly what the other one is thinking.
So here's to big/little, today and forever.
What a wonderful treat, when I am swamped at my desk due at the end of the term.
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