It’s a beautiful day in Fayetteville! Lunch was delicious at Zeta as girls always flock to the house on quesadilla and queso day (sorry, it’s totally queso, not cheese dip Karsen Sims). Patty and SJ are lying out in front of the house catching some rays and Mom K’s tulips are prettier than ever.
It’s Wednesday, which means we have a function tomorrow and I have waited until the last minute to scrounge up a costume once again! So I went to Party City to get an outfit. As I was driving there I notice the light about 50 yards in front of me was red. I slowed down to stop but the woman in front of me never checked up or tapped her brakes and went straight through the light. There was man turning and they collided right in front of me in the middle of the intersection. Her car slid over to the right of the intersection and the man flipped about three times until the car landed sideways on the driver side.
I immediately put my car in park and ran over to the man in the car. (Trust me, I am no first responder. My major is literally Apparel Merchandising.) But, in that moment, I didn’t have time to think about my comfort zone. I was the first on the scene and I bent down to look through the front windshield and see if he was okay. There was blood everywhere, glass in his face, his eyes were completely closed and he was slumped over.
If y'all know me, I don’t handle seeing blood very well! But something came over me to be calm and not pass out, literally I kept saying "Sir, are you okay?"... "Sir, are you okay" as I looked all around to make sure no one else was in the car. I didn't think he was alive y'all, but I stood there and talked to him for a couple of minutes and by the grace of God that precious man opened his eyes and looked up at me! He kept asking me "Please don't leave me, Please stay right here". I waited until the ambulance got there and told them what I had witnessed until there was nothing left for me to do.
Life is an amazing gift but NO ONE is promised tomorrow! This experience was so eye opening and made me realize how blessed I am to not only be apart of such an incredible sisterhood, but also for getting the opportunity to live in the Zeta house.
Living in house has been one of the greatest experiences of my life. I am so thankful I decided to squeeze in our little shoebox with you Taleah because you are the best roommate and the best friend I could ask for.
Now don’t get me started on my neighbors though. Just kidding, sure Carley and Grace drive me crazy turning the air to heat every night or asking Taleah and I to stop screaming and singing so loud at 2 am but I am so thankful for y’all and all of the late night laughs and stories told. Grace, you’re still the biggest dork I’ve ever met.
Waterfall bathroom is the tightest little thing and it only has two showers that are shared among 16 girls. But I’m going to miss reading Bailey Byrne’s “Wee Wee Weekly”, the sweet bible verses and encouraging notes left in my shower bin and mine and Natalie’s Shower Parties (she always wants to play Lana and I always want to play Luke Bryan but we’re working on that). And yes, I will actually miss getting ice-cold water poured on me in the showers and all you hooligans leaving water trails that y’all know my OCD self can’t handle.
Living in a house that holds 70 girls means that someone is always there to laugh with you on your good days and cry with you on your bad ones. Sam Dale is always down for a long, deep conversation and Alix Arnold is always…. and I mean ALWAYS down to show you pictures of her bulldog to cheer you up! These girls better me in every aspect of life by encouraging me to get involved and allowing me to surround myself with such inspirational and empowering women.
Life is too short and can change in the blink of an eye so make the most of every opportunity you have. Jump out of your comfort zone and put in as much as you can into your Zeta sisterhood and I promise you’ll get just as much back, if not more!
-Kady Mattison PC'15