It’s that day of the year again. The one I have to crank down on my emotions as hard as I can and take massive doses of my stress medication, paste a smile on my face and pretend I am ok.
2 years ago, tomorrow, I came as close as I want to come to losing my daughter as I ever want to come. You can search for it under 12/19/18 and read about it.
If you read about it, think about it. A 10+ plus minute gun fight in the middle of the city before the police got there. 0 arrests made.
Yet guns in the hands of law abiding citizens is the problem. Not guns in the hands of criminals. That’s why I hate gun control, and the mealy mouthed hypocrites that support it.
My daughter, who has always handled this with more grace than I. Calls 12/19/18 her “Hey, Good Job Not Dying Today” we will go to some steakhouse and celebrate her life.