If you’ve ever been part of the Greek system you probably have had the joy of becoming “Big” or a “Little”. The bond between “Big” and “Little” is really sort of weird and difficult to explain. It’s different than a regular friendship, not necessarily better or worst, just different. For those who have never been a member of a fraternity or sorority it seems bizarre. Occasionally I find myself talking about my “Big”, “Little” or “Twin” and receive some confused looks at the dinner table. Of course I do my best to explain the Big/Little system but it still seems foreign and unnatural. I can honestly say I love my Big and Little SO much and my friendships with both of them are unique from any other friendships I have experienced.
Even though my Little is less than 30 days younger than my best friend (aka about 9 months younger than me) I really do feel as if she is my baby sister and it is my duty to protect her! God forbid a big bad frat boy talk to her (she’s too sweet and innocent for that). I have this innate sense within me that I should coddle and shelter her. Is that super creepy? I have a feeling my possessive mothering habit is borderline crazy possessive boyfriend-esque. It’s been two years since I have lived in my sorority house and I still refer to my Little as “Little” in public, in private, over text, whatever. I found myself trying to call her by her “actual name” the last time we were hanging out, just to seem more mature you know, but the whole thing just felt forced. Her “real name” just didn’t roll off the tongue as affectionately as “Littleeeeeeee” seemed to and to be honest there were a few times I got a little choked up trying to naturally throw her “real name” into conversation. Plus I think it’s cute when she calls me “Big” so why change a good thing?
Sunday I was able to spend the ENTIRE day frolicking around Seattle with my adorable Little. I hadn’t seen her in what felt like forever (and in actuality was WAY too many months). She is as caring, hilarious and sweet as I remembered, the exemplary figure of “steadfast love”.
Are/were you part of the Greek system? Has your Big/Little experience been as wonderful as mine? Happy Tuesday my cute little Blueberry Muffins!