Here at Clemson, we have been experiencing a time of tragic loss. Several deaths have made the start of school not just a stressful time but also one of sadness. It’s been hard. Really really hard. As a human being, each loss of life, especially with those so young, saddens me due to the loss of such bright futures– ones that were just shining with potential. It saddens me because no parent should ever have to bury their child and that’s exactly what has happened. It saddens me because their friends and loved ones are left here confused and hurting.
As someone from the Wren community, Tucker Hipps was a part of my family long before we got to Clemson. While I really did not know him that well, he did sit in front of me in English class pretty much my entire junior year. And you can learn a good bit about people in English class. So lately, I’ve been reminiscing about him and his personality. I remember how he said “swag” after almost everything he said and it made me laugh. I remember how he sometimes acted more blonde than I did. I remember how kind he was. I remember how he encouraged me about applying to Clemson, a school that he loved very much. He always told me, “If I can get in, you can get in.” Tucker, it’s been made clear that your school loves you too. Both of them. Your Wren family and your Clemson family miss you. They miss your leadership skills, your smile, and your awesome eyelashes. As I read what your close friends, family, your Boys State brothers, and even those who only met you once have written about you, it is obvious that your impact was widespread. I hope that I can make that kind of a difference.
For every person that is hurting due to what happened to Tucker, there are also people hurting over the losses of a few other Clemson students who have passed. I’m heartbroken for their families and friends as well. However, it has been incredible to see the Clemson family rise up so strong and resilient in these times. The support of the student body and the faculty has been priceless to see. As I walk around campus and see the masses of orange, I know that we stand united in the good times and the bad times. I don’t just attend a college but am a part of something much bigger than the tuition I pay, the classes I take, and the dorm I stay in. I am a part of community that can take on anything together.
Through these experiences I have also come to realize just how blessed I really am. I have amazing friends and family. I attend a Top 20 university in greatest place in the world. The community I have from high school is as strong and united as ever. And I am so thankful each morning when I wake up that the Lord has given me another day to appreciate the things that He has given me. So, for those who are mourning the losses of the members of our Clemson family, just know that joy comes in the morning, because we get to wake up and spend another with each other. Praise Jesus for that.
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
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