Everyone has read an Odyssey article about finding your perfect little. I've read just about every one that is out there in preparation for my own little. I've learned now that no article can really prepare you for it. Your experience with your little is completely different from everyone else because it's two unique personalities and a unique friendship bonded through sisterhood.

I'd like to say that this article is different from others, but it may not be. But this is an article especially for my little diamond.

All throughout the summer, I was nervous as all get out. I wasn't sure whether I was even getting a little diamond, due to the sheer amount of girls that wanted little diamonds and the uncertainty of how many girls were going through recruitment. I had it in my mind that I just wouldn't find the little diamond for me. I was sure some alpha member would put me down as her second or third choice and get stuck with me. My anxiety got the better of me and I let it tell me the things I didn't want to hear. But I prayed and prayed and hoped that God's plan would lead to an amazing little diamond.

Then, I met her. She was unsure of our school and the recruitment process, but we were fast friends and I wanted to support her, no matter what sorority she joined or what school she went to. Lucky for me, she decided to go through recruitment and ran home to me. I will always remember standing behind the steps of the Smith University Center, clad in my rock n' roll bid day outfit and a GoPro rolling in my hand, when my two best friends were excitedly pointing her out and voicing their hopes of her coming home to us. I can't even describe the feeling of watching a girl I wanted so badly in my sorority start running towards me. I bounded up the steps and almost knocked her down with the force of my hug. I was crying, she was crying, and we were in a bundled mess of boas, long hair, and tangled limbs from a big group hug.

From there, my anxiety got a hold of me again. It took hold of my thought that I was too clingy for her to want to be my little diamond, or my thought that, no matter what I did, I just wasn't going to be her big diamond. But again, I trusted in God's plan, and He never fails. My newest best friend became my little diamond.

So, Kennedy, I am so thankful that you came into my life. I knew we were meant for each other when you were already excited to get your own little diamond on big little diamond reveal. You make me laugh all the time, from tagging each other in stupid things on twitter and reenacting them to each other, to inside jokes that never cease to crack me up. We hang out all the time, carving pumpkins, painting canvases, and just sitting around and watching Food Network shows. We start streaks on Snapchat, text each other when we miss literature, and somehow you never get tired of seeing me, which is a skill in my eyes. I'll always be there to comfort you, laugh with you, and be your big diamond. And soon enough, you'll have your own little diamond and I'll be the grandbig diamond that spoils your little diamond.

PLAM, pi love and mine, means so much more when I have someone like you. And we still have two more years after this!

For everyone who hasn't gotten their little yet, including my own, you're about to have the time of your life. You get to have this person that wanted you as much as you wanted them.

And as you read through yet another "Why I Love My Little" or "Open Letter to My Little" article, just know that your little will be one of the best things that ever happens to you.