When you go off to college, you form incredibly tight bonds with your friends. Over time they become your second family that you create unforgettable memories with at hockey games, weekly dinners and first-year classes. Together, you become each other’s support group and survival guides. This is exactly what happened to me when I came to St. Lawrence University; however I also had my biological family with me, too.
When I was a first-year, my older sister, Alexa, was a senior. While I was going through the college search process, I always told myself that I would never go to the same school as Alexa; we already shared the same school for my entire life. I grew up in the Adirondacks, very similar to SLU’s location, and I wanted a different atmosphere. However, due to my familiarity and the community at St. Lawrence, I found myself following in the same footsteps as my sister and I have no regrets! Alexa was my guide to life at SLU. She taught me that ordering Sergi’s is a SLU staple, the tricks to registering for classes and all the things I would and would not need to bring for my first year at SLU.
Now as a junior, my younger sister, Chloe, is a first-year student. Being the middle sister, I have the rare opportunity of being taught all the tricks at SLU and now I find myself passing them along to Chloe. We share mutual friends and it is not uncommon for us to grab dinner or go to a sporting event on the weekends together.
My sisters and I all share a common St. Lawrence University language and do not have to inform one another of any background information when telling college stories. Java, The Pub, and Canton winters have all become words or phrases that further connect us as sisters but also as Laurentians. I think one of the best parts about going to school with my sisters is when a professor or a fellow student realizes they know your sibling or have had a class with them. It just symbolizes the tight-knit community at SLU and the family feel. I cannot imagine not having this experience with both of my sisters.
Thinking ahead to graduation in a little more than a year and a half, I am sad to think that my time here will have to come to an end but I know I will have left my second home in Chloe’s good hands. I look forward to Homecoming weekends where I can come back to campus with my sisters and drive the familiar route through the Adirondacks together. Not many other siblings get to share this type of experience with more than one sister or brother. St. Lawrence has become my second home with not only my second family, but also my first.