Rush

My daughter Kayla recently went through a sorority rush at the University of Alabama. Because of this, she could move into her dorm early, so we went from moving in right on to rushing back to back. Needless to say, I stayed for both weeks for moral support, which I know was greatly appreciated. 

The tradition of fraternities and sororities started way back in the 1700s. They became undergraduate organizations that could provide social and academic support, which has grown to millions of students now involved with Greek life.  Fraternities and sororities are also known for their philanthropy and have raised millions of dollars each year for various charities.  

It was a production leading up to rush week, as the week consists of various themed days. This leads to many new outfits, including dresses, shoes, jewelry, and accessories. Of course, this is all super fun for a young girl who already loves to shop, but it can be a bit stressful to make sure you're wearing the appropriate attire each day.  

The week started by just getting introduced to all the different houses and organizations to list the top 12 favorites out of 17. After Kayla submitted her list, she received a list back from the organizations that wanted to see her again. The week started with sisterhood for a couple of days which was a bit more casual, and getting to know the girls in each house. Then on to the philanthropy round, where she learned how each gives back, and the outfits are a bit more dressy. Then to the preference round, when you return to your top two house picks. This is where you can understand everything you need to know about each to make your final decision. This round is the most dressy, as if you were going to a wedding or special event. 

After the first day of getting to know each of the houses, Kayla was a bit overwhelmed. Over 2500 girls were rushing this year, hoping to be involved with one of 17 houses. But when she entered the house that resonated with her, she knew immediately that this was where she belonged. She called later that day and said, "mom, I found my house, and there is not a doubt in my mind that this is my tribe." Things were much more relaxed then, and she enjoyed the rest of her week.  

I must admit that Kayla handled this one better than I did. I was a bit more stressed each day, waiting to hear how things were going. I knew that there were more girls than ever before rushing and only so many houses. I prayed that she would land right where she was supposed to be.  

On bid day, they all gathered in the Stadium to open their envelopes. I watched her run to her house and met her big sister, who would be watching over and mentoring her. I also met other parents and the organization's leaders. It was a fantastic feeling of relief and calmness, to say the least. My prayers were answered, and my heart was full. I walked away knowing that my baby, who is now an adult, has found her home away from home for the next few years, has support, and is happy. 

 My affirmation for you this week is;

"I will let go and trust the process in all situations of my life."