"S" is for Sorority Sisters....

A to Z Challenge:

ABC's of My Life...

our unity is shared by t-shirts designed by our faithful leader and former president, Leslie.

 . . . as the plane turns and begins its descent I’m filled with questions and wonderings galore; will I recognize everyone? What if they don’t like me? … and, I wonder if anyone has changed drastically, or if through our mid-years the young version of each of us remains within.

...the early arrivals...

 I bounce from the aircraft and race to the luggage locale where screams of delight rip through the Tucson airport announcing to the world, the ADPi sisters of Bowling Green State University; late 70’s-early 80’s have reunited. What a joy to behold!

For a moment, I stand back and gaze at the dance of coming together; our eyes skipping from person to person as we catch familiar gestures, voice dialects and music of laughter that reigns memorable. We chatter and listen intently determining to freeze indelible images to our mind that which would combine old and new recollections.


As each individual reaches the destination at the hotel, nicknames are spewed into the air announcing their arrival with shouts of glee and merriment. “Joan-baby’, ‘Cook’ and ‘Fitch’ to name a few…

 The extended weekend is crammed with events as well as careful considerate thoughts of those not there-- Stephanie who has since passed away and the plethora of sisters unable to join us in our festivities such as:

...helping the brave firemen capture a rattlesnake...

...a cook-out complete with video of our 'younger' years and a conference call to a small group that emerged together in Ohio...

...congregating at the hot tub...

...attending a local street fair...

...hiking the canyon...



...tearing up the links at LaPaloma Golf Club...

 

..dancing the night away as the DJ played ALL our favorite songs including, 'We are Family- I got all my sisters with me!'...

...Littles and Bigs were reunited....

...best of friends were together once again...

We all became professional photographers...

as we attempted to solidify and commit each activity, each encounter, each going-on to memory.

Regardless of the direction our departing flights took us to our place in the world, be it Florida, Ohio, Texas, we will remain attached by the emotional encounter of our days together…not only those days in March, 2010 but the college days we shared; good, bad and indifferent we remain sisters.

“We are sisters. We will always be sisters.

Our differences may never go away, but neither, for me, will our song.”

by Elizabeth Fishel