Many people, naturally, are talking about this situation. A lot of people are questioning whether the authorities have done the best they can do while others wonder about their own safety and what can be done to make them feel better about it. All I can think about is that this freshman art student only got a taste of how wonderful it can be to be part of an art community.
Maybe I'm projecting too much and I am completely wrong but for me at least, being the "artsy" one meant never really feeling like I fit in. Many adults would remind me that things would be much better when I got to college. They were right. I finally found my niche. I found people like me who thought like me. For once I didn't feel different anymore. I'm so sad that this girl did not get to fully relish this experience. A family spokesperson for Antinette Keller said that she absolutely loved school. I have thought of that sentence over and over again. I hope that she breathed the same sigh of relief I did when she stepped into her first art class. I hope she was so incredibly happy.
Again, I may be completely projecting my own identity to hers. This sort of thing just hit really close to home. I want to honor her memory by asking all of you to think of things in your life that make you so incredibly happy. You don't want to forget any of it. Place it on your highest shelf.
Love you all.