Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lisa who was 18 years old. Like most 18-year-olds, she made a lot of choices. Some were good, some were not. One really, really good choice she made was the choice to be a part of Regina, a social club at Harding University.
Regina has been a part of Harding for a LONG time. Much longer than I have been around. The women who were a part of Regina when I was in school were my church. Seriously. They prayed with me, played with me, consoled me during grief, held me accountable to standards higher than I had for myself. Some of us were young and broke and newlyweds together. It was a special time with special friends.

There was a lot of this:
And some of this:
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