What It Means To Be A Big

What It Means To Be A Big

In the middle of my Little mess, I forget how Big I'm blessed
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Everyone loves going through the process of becoming a big.

When I was first paired with my big, we were close, but not close enough to where we both wanted to be. Ever since the beginning of my time in our sorority, we have built our relationship to where we wanted and more. I can say she has been the best big ever to me. And because of her, I knew I was ready to take littles. I now have two littles that I love very much. They push me to be the best big I can possibly be to them.

Knowing how to be a big isn’t something that comes naturally, but knowing when you are ready to be a big is a feeling you instantly sense.

Being a big means always being there for your little…

Guide your little when she needs help or when things go wrong. Support her in everything she does and hopes to do. Be patient with your little. Showing your little that you will always be there for her will tighten the connection you two already share. She will know you will always be there when she needs you.

Being a big means being a good role model…

Know when to be your little’s best friend and when to be her mentor. Showing your little the best person you can be will push her to be the best person she wants to be. Remind her to appreciate the little things in life. Be the best big you can be for your little so she will know she can be the best big for her future little.

Being a big means teaching your little what it means to be a proud member of your organization…

Push (don’t be too pushy) your little to get involved and participate with your organization, so she will grow to love it more and more. Show your little the importance of ritual. Guide your little through her journey through college and being in the organization.

Being a big means being able to pick things up where they were when you haven’t seen your little in a long time…

No matter the distance or the time that has passed, you will always have that unbreakable bond with your little. Being able to talk to her as if you just saw her yesterday is the best feeling in the world.

Being a big means have fun with your little…

Be spontaneous with her. Create moments you two will always remember. Go out with her. Take lots of pictures. Do things together that you know you will both enjoy.

Being a big means showing your little how much you love her…

Listen to what your little has to say. Spoil her. Do anything to show your little you care. Tell her how special she is to you. Always love her. Be thankful for your little and all she does for you. Be the big sister she was looking for when she made the decision to join your organization.

There are only so many things you can say about being a big to someone who has never been a big. It is hard to express what it means to be a big in words because it is only something you can feel.

You can only hope that you have been the best big possible to your little and to hope that you have done as much as you could for her to the point where she will be the best big to her little.

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Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.
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Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.


Cover Image Credit: Katie Ward

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