They say that in the Greek world, the only thing better than getting a BID is getting a BIG.
Every part of that statement is accurate.
I never realized that I would be just as excited about my Big even after reveal, after I had her and my new family.
Dear Big,
From the moment I talked to you for the first time, I knew there was something that I clicked with. I felt like you and I could've been great friends, but I was stubborn, and I was convinced that I was never going to join your sorority. It wasn't what I'd had in mind, so against all advice, I'd shut my mind down to you and your sorority. After you gave me your phone number, and we talked frequently, I finally opened my mind. I was interested in getting to know you, your friends, and your sorority.
Once I finally received my bid and pledged to the sorority, I instantly was looking for potential Bigs. Of course, I knew I wanted you for a Big, but typically, juniors already had Littles; I just hadn't ever met your Little yet. Somehow, maybe it was fate, but you were open for a new Little this year. I never figured I would be lucky enough to have you as my Big, but once you were revealed, and I may have cried a little bit, I could barely contain my excitement.
As of right now, I have all of the crafts you and your family made for me hung all around my half of the dorm and around my bed. I've sent pictures to my biological family and friends back home, and they're all impressed with everything you've done for me. So many people stop me and want to know who my Big is, and as soon as they find out it's you, they instantly tell me how lucky I am to be with you and your family. Trust me, they don't have to tell me; I already know.
I know (and I'm sure you know, too) we are most definitely not the same person. You loved backpacking through Europe, whereas I'm not huge on traveling in general. I have strong conservative beliefs, but you're not afraid to respectfully tell anyone your left-wing beliefs (which is actually really awesome). Based on your crafts, your artistic abilities are incredible, meanwhile I messed up the stick figures I drew on my biology notes.
Not just because we are different, but because you are most definitely older than I am, and quite possibly the most phenomenal Big I could've received, I see a super high expectation for myself as a Little. I know you won't let me down as a Big because you set the bar exceedingly high. I don't want to bother you, needing/wanting to spend time with you all the time, pestering you with endless questions about pharmacy, telling you about my day and its events all the time and way too often, but I know I will do it at some point simply because of the unconditional love I have for you already. I'm just trying to be the best Little to match the best damn Big.
Regardless of how different we are, I know I have someone I can totally look up to and admire relentlessly. You're the person I tell my parents and friends back home about, telling them how incredible you are and how incredible the things you've done. You are someone I'll aspire to be, always and forever.
Thank you for everything you've already done for me and for all of the things I know you'll do.
Much love,
Your Thankful Little
