I Don't Know Why...
I don't know why... and truth be told, sometimes I wish I did. I don't know why bad things happen to good people. I don't know why God takes them young and full of life. I don't know why death hurts so much. I don't know why Devon Smiley was killed this week. I don't know why or how things seem to go on without someone that we knew or loved. This week has been hard for a lot of people in this place that I have come to call home. I have never appreciated or valued community more than this week. To see how people have come together in the midst of horrible news, to see how students just want to be with one another in loss, anguish, and grief; to see how far reaching news, and even love, travels is simply astounding. #DevoStrong We need each other in times like these. We need each other to lift us up, to help us hold our heads up, to check on us, to let us cry or laugh or tell stories. We need community even though it feels like we want to be a