Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

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One of the night’s I remember best from college was Big/Little Revealing.  When we arrived at the sorority house, we found our name on a card with a string attached.  We were to follow the string to it’s very end and there we’d find a candle with one last clue.  You could see the candles everywhere – you just didn’t know which one was yours.  Weaved throughout the house, inside and out, there was a maze yarn and we had to help each other, work as a team to come untangled.

Some were fortunate to have a short and easy route to their candles.  Others had it more difficult, like Kit who’s Big used fishing line instead of yarn.  Everyone waited on me as I finished last and had the most largest, wadded up ball of yarn known to man.  But I found my candle.  After all the candles were lit, you walked in a circle, trying your hardest not to drop hot wax on anybody in the process and when the time was right, your Big would blow out your candle.

It might sound silly and waste of time to some, but not to me.  So much anticipation was built up and even once smoke rose from your wick, it took a few seconds to have your concentration broken.  I remember seeing Aimee smiling after my candle went out.  I remember giving her a hard time about how much yarn I had to unwind.  I remember hugging it out.  And of course, I remember the epic party we had afterwards that included so many wrong things that seemed so right at the time.  On this night, I introduced the Golf Dance to my sisters.  That night was good.

I don’t know if the reveal is the same now as it was back then, but I like to think that if it’s changed, all the feelings of contemplation, excitement and promise still remain.

But this is about Jaclyn and Emily.  Jaclyn is Emily’s Little.  Emily is Jaclyn’s Big.  And they’re new roomies.  Both are beautiful women, warm, kind and so much fun to laugh with.  Being with collegians make me nostalgic but I love hearing about them, how they became friends, what plans they have for the future, how they see themselves in the now, their summer plans.  I always get delighted thinking about how much fun they’ll have.  And these two will have lots of fun.

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

Jaclyn+Emily {just because}

I can hear Jaclyn now, playing out scenarios that Emily could be faced when she travels to London in a few days: the places she’ll see, the things she’ll do, the boys with fantastic accents she’ll meet…  I can hear her saying how she wishes Emily wasn’t going for so long, how their new home will be empty without her, saying “how could she do this to me” with a smirk on her face…   I can hear the I-miss-yous, the I-love-yous and see them giving their goodbye hugs.

The best part about big goodbye hugs are the even bigger, warmer hello-again-I’m-so-glad-your-home hugs.  True friends are the ones who never leave your heart, even if they leave your life for awhile.

 

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June 16, 2011 - 10:55 am

J. Smith - You know what’s extra mean? Having the very last bit of yarn go between a pipe and the wall outside. Because all that whole ball of yarn is wadded up in your hand at that point and there is no way it will go through a half inch space without unraveling it all over again and threading it through. I will never forget Diana helping me to unravel and Julie pulling it through so I could get that darn candle without cheating (although Diana did suggest more than once that we just rip the yarn and tie it back together — no one would notice!)

June 16, 2011 - 11:04 am

Brooke - I had to cut mine. Twice. I still have it somewhere, a huge clump of self-striping yarn that changed colors every couple feet. I totally feel your pain. But I don’t think it’s meant to torment but rather teach us to be kind and help one another, which was accomplished. Now the fishing line… I think that was pure torment. :)

June 17, 2011 - 12:14 am

Amanda - I just wanted to tell you how much I love it when your pictures are posted! Your sincere thoughts combined with your witty sense of humor always manage to bring a smile to my face. These pictures are extra special because I actually know these two beautiful young ladies. You did an excellent job capturing how wonderful their friendship is and the bond of Sigma Kappa. You are incredibly talented and I’m proud to call you my sister.

June 17, 2011 - 11:37 am

Angie - You make me smile – and I know I’m delayed, but I like your new blog colors :) Hugs!

June 18, 2011 - 2:26 pm

Debbie - Being a sorority girl is for life, Boo! It’s being together for four magical years, growing up, sharing experiences, then separating, only to come back together after years or even decades to find the “girl” has become a woman you can admire, respect, and cherish. Glad I too had the experience! Love your description of the yarn/candle reveal — we didn’t do that, but it sounds like fun!

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