Feels Like Home

I am now an official Birmingham resident. After months of straddling Atlanta and Birmingham, all of my belongings are finally in the same place.

As I was organizing and settling in on Friday, I couldn't help but think about the many places that I have called home. Before I moved away for college, I had lived in only three places...and one of those was for 13 years. Then I l left the comforts of my parents' home and entered into the "moving" stage of life. Since graduating high school, I have lived in 8 different places.

Sometimes I stayed a few weeks, others a few months...and sometimes, when I was lucky...I stayed for a year...and then one time, I stayed three years.

My sophomore, junior and senior years of college I was blessed to call the Delta Zeta sorority house my home. I loved everything...or most everything...about it. I mean, I highly doubt that I will ever get to live in a 3 story house with 20 bedrooms, a huge kitchen, dining room, living room, library, computer room, 2 TV rooms, study rooms, fully finished basement and SLEEPING PORCHES!!!!

Yes, life was good at the Delta Zeta house. What fun memories I have from living in that place.
I went back for a visit on Saturday as an alum. I will go back tomorrow as an advisor.

Advisor.

Really?

Advisor?

Yes. I am the Recruitment Advisor.

For the next week I will find myself spending hours upon hours at the Delta Zeta house. I can't believe it. Seems like yesterday that I was a rushee struggling to pick a sorority to join. Six years ago I went through recruitment. Six years ago I joined a sorority. I quickly realized that the sorority was more than a club to be a part of. The sorority was a home.


I know that soon my house in Birmingham will feel like home. But for this week, I will look forward to going back to the Delta Zeta house. It was there that I laughed, cried, made life-long friends and grew-up. It feels like home and I'm so excited to go home this week.