



Last night I sat at Alpha Chi for hours just watching people walk in and out. My fellow PC ‘06s and I sat on the front steps and just stared at the trees blowing in the wind. We just couldn’t bring ourselves to move from the place that brought us all together.
I remember sitting right there on that stoop with Amanda when we were just little freshmen taking crazy pictures. I helped her stumble up the stairs with a cut foot. We did countless walkouts there. I watched people go in and out from afar during my recruitments spent away. We gathered there before big/little and initiation. Right there on those front steps is where so many milestones have taken place. And we just couldn’t bring ourselves to walk away from them.
In the last two weeks I have found myself reverting back to my freshman self. Running around with the people I shared so many of those memories with acting exactly like the immature people we once were.
I know soon enough, I will have to say goodbye to that version of myself. But I know what I am not willing to say goodbye to: the love that I have found in this town. I’m going to take it with me into the next chapter of my life.
And I hope with every ounce of who I am that these bonds of sisterhood will not soon fade away. Despite the miles between us and the years the pass us by, they will forever be a part of the woman I have become and I will carry their love with me everywhere I go.
“May your tears come from laughing
You find friends worth having
With every year passing
They mean more than gold
May you win but stay humble
Smile more than grumble
And know when you stumble
You're never alone”
Yorks are of a special breed. We are handpicked. Brunette (it takes a special one to break this mold). Classy. Charlotte York incarnate.
Last Thursday we added five New Yorks to our family. We were all very pleased to welcome them to a world of martinis and monolos, and they were pleased to be there.
After a photo session the likes of which we had never seen before, we took the party to The Swamp Restaurant. There was much bonding over spinach artichoke dip, Sunday Specials, and a Big/Little dance off between Summer and I as we fist pumped to Love Story.
All in all, our five new additions couldn’t be more perfect. With three of us graduating in the spring we needed FABULOUS babies to carry on our tradition of excellence. I couldn’t be more proud to be the matriarch of these eleven amazing women. Congratulations, New Yorks! Grams loves you!!