Last Wednesday night we gathered at my house for our monthly dinner. The theme for the night, The Big Reveal, was in keeping with certain local sororities who were coming up on their Big Reveal Weekend. I should point out, these sororities have nothing to do with colleges or universities. They are groups of grown women, some with no college experience whatsoever, who form social groups with the published goal of being philanthropic. I'm not sure they are really about any fundraising or charity work, but it sounds good and gives them an excuse to get together--women love and need that--and to be able to frequently drop the word 'sorority' while in the presence of the 'uninitiated.' At universities, the socially elite are welcomed in to sororities. You don't just get in, you have to 'make the grade' and be voted on to be accepted. Perhaps that's a little bit true in adulthood sororities, but the bottom line is, everyone wants to belong to something, and sororities fill the bill for so-inclined women.
In a sorority, the Big Reveal means you finally find out who has been your Secret Sister all year, giving you gifts signed 'Your Secret Sister,' but her identity not revealed. They make a big production getting together and spilling the beans, and everyone cries of course ("Oh, I can't believe you're the one who has been giving me gifts all year--I had no idea!"). High drama for sure.
The Bethel Valley Girls did something totally different for our Big Reveal. First of all, we don't do the Secret Sisters thing. Did it once, gave it a try, but it's not our cup of tea. So we went with my idea of a Big Reveal: Reveal something about yourself the others do not know.
And now we know how j's undies ended up in the bushes at a mall. Heretofore, it was a mystery. Then the conversation took a more serious turn, and before long we were baring our souls the way j must have bared her.............okay, we have no proof of that. Undies in the bushes doesn't necessarily mean j didn't have any on. Let's keep this clean. (I sure hope j cleaned her undies after she got them out of the bushes.) But I digress.
It is wonderful having such a safe place we can go with our private memories and experiences and thoughts. We don't have to wear a façade. We can be real and we can be honest. Not everyone has a friendship where they can do it. We are the fortunate ones because we have each other. We have a loving God who accepts us and who walks with us through tough times. He picks us up and sets us on a good path for another day. He heals our hurts, and He gives us strength right where we need it. Being united in knowing that, we can be genuine in our dealings with each other.
Thank you, BVG's, for being who you are. It is no wonder we sign off by saying....
Love us!
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