To My Newest Little

To My Newest Little

No one will ever have a little as great as me, or a family better than ours.

It’s no big secret that big-little is my favorite subject to talk about. I have possibly one of the biggest families on Greek row that only keeps getting bigger and bigger. What can I say? I enjoy having many children to spoil and love. So in the classic fashion of my writing, this article is dedicated to my newest family addition: my little Tara, a transfer from Oregon State who oh so bravely came to WSU knowing only a few people. She integrated herself into our chapter and quickly found an amazing group of friends. One is my original little. It was obvious she belonged in our family, and the psycho big I am had to make my moves right away. So here’s to you, Tara.

You are a natural.

Coming into a new environment where you hardly know anyone is scary. It’s like being a little fish in the big sea. But you adjusted so well that it makes me not afraid to go anywhere in the world. Seriously. But really think about it. You came to this big university halfway through the school year and held your head high. You joined our chapter successfully and came to all the social events we were hosting. When my very own little met you she couldn’t wait to tell me all about you. She even said, “you should adopt her.” Coming into our big, messy, chaotic, and crazy family can be overwhelming. But you stuck it through, survived, and have thrived as my little.

You have a sweet soul.

You have obviously been a ray of sunshine to myself, but when I see you interact with others it makes me so proud of how kind you are to others. You always talk to everyone as if they are the most special person in the world, and you never say a bad thing about anyone. It’s a characteristic I myself wish I contained as well as you do. When people are mean and sassy you know how to kill them with kindness, something I myself do not know how to do.

You’re a blast in a glass.

You are such a fun and spunky individual that you can make any social gathering one of the best times out there. I could go to the most boring meeting our chapter has to have and somehow being with you can make it such a fun time. Lucky for me I don’t have to have any classes with you because I’m sure it would be a big distraction for me.

You bring me so much joy.

Even on the days when I don’t want to be bothered and want to hide from the world, just a hello and a hug from you can change my day from terrible to wonderful. I’m so blessed to have someone that can do that. And since you and Hannah are the exact same person it’s no wonder that seeing the two of you at the same time makes me such a happy mama.

So to my lovely wonderful little, thank you. Thank you for making life in a sorority that much better. Thank you for brightening my days and creating fun memories at night. Thank you for loving me unconditionally and letting me practice being a decent big. But thank you most importantly for being your wonderful amazing self. No one will ever have a little as great as I, or a family better than ours. Lucky me, huh?

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To The Dad Who Didn't Want Me, It's Mutual Now

Thank you for leaving me because I am happy.

Thank you, for leaving me.

Thank you, for leaving me when I was little.

Thank you, for not putting me through the pain of watching you leave.

Thank you, for leaving me with the best mother a daughter could ask for.

I no longer resent you. I no longer feel anger towards you. I wondered for so long who I was. I thought that because I didn't know half of my blood that I was somehow missing something. I thought that who you were defined me. I was wrong. I am my own person. I am strong and capable and you have nothing to do with that. So thank you for leaving me.

In my most vulnerable of times, I struggled with the fact that you didn't want me. You could have watched me grow into the person that I have become, but you didn't. You had a choice to be in my life. I thought that the fact that my own father didn't want me spoke to my own worth. I was wrong. I am so worthy. I am deserving, and you have nothing to do with that. So thank you for leaving me.

You have missed so much. From my first dance to my first day of college, and you'll continue to miss everything. You won't see me graduate, you won't walk me down the aisle, and you won't get to see me follow my dreams. You'll never get that back, but I don't care anymore. What I have been through, and the struggles that I have faced have brought me to where I am today, and I can't complain. I go to a beautiful school, I have the best of friends, I have an amazing family, and that's all I really need.

Whoever you are, I hope you read this. I hope you understand that you have missed out on one of the best opportunities in your life. I could've been your daughter. I could have been your little girl. Now I am neither, nor will I ever be.

So thank you for leaving me because I am happy. I understand my self-worth, and I understand that you don't define me. You have made me stronger. You have helped make me who I am without even knowing it.

So, thank you for leaving me.

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