I do not know the exact day that my daughter and I were walking in that parking lot. I foolishly did not file a police report, I did not go to the doctor, in fact, for for a couple of days I was kind of in a fog. I know it was the beginning of March and that it was only a couple weeks before my Conceal Carry class, but the exact date I am not sure. It’s irrelevant really, but here it is March again and that makes it about a year since that day. The ups and downs have been well documented on this blog, fortunately I think there have been far more good things than bad. Lets take a look at all that has happened since that day:
I bought a gun. A Glock .27 to be exact
I took an intense training
I learned to trust myself
I got stronger
I learned to take risks
I learned to forgive myself
I learned the truth is always better than the lie, even if that lie is to protect others.
I shot a lot of guns
I met some incredible people-Do you know I still get several hundred people a week that view that post?
I became stronger
I learned how to take care of myself
I bought enough ammo to arm a small country…shot most of it
I bought a Ruger LCP
I bought a Thompson .22LR for my daughter
I bought a Mosin Nagant
I took 2 more training classes and have a 3rd one scheduled for this month
I introduced a friend to shooting and later this year she will be attending her first training
I contributed to helping a woman get training and a receive whole heck of a lot of gear
I helped support other woman both financially and emotional on their journey to becoming more free
I cussed a bit
I am learning how to stand up for myself
I got a new BFF
I learned I am tougher than I thought
I learned the difference between double action and single action(that was a hard fought battle)
I was reminded of what really matters and how to fight for it
I learned what tongue punch meant(not everything was good)
I learned that it is ok to freak out
I learned I won’t break
I am helping my daughter heal
I am healing
I discovered a new passion
I faced fears and overcame them
I lost 10 pounds
I took chances
I find courage and strength I never knew I had. I found it in the support and love of others and I found it in myself. All and all I would say it has been a pretty good year.
Glad to see you come out stronger. Your story brings hope to others.
It’s the only reason I keep telling it. Thank you.
#Winning
No one wins alone. We are doing good aren’t we. I don’t think the antis have a chance against us.
About that ten pounds…*looks down*…yeah, I think I found it.
Good for you!
🙂 in that case, I don’t mind being a little hippie.
Bravo ! Keep up the good work !!
Thank you so much!
A Glock .27? Those are positively wicked! 🙂
She’s pretty cool!!
I think it’s fair to say you’ve truly had an eye opening experience, on BOTH sides, and come away a stronger, better person in the long run…
Thanks for supporting me this past year. It’s been extremely valuable.
HUGS! You are AWESOME!
So are you!
All of us old gunny’s are damn proud of you…well done.
That means a lot to me coming from you, thank you.
What Stephen said. You’ve had a heck of a year.
“I bought enough ammo to arm a small country…shot most of it”
This made me giggle. I remember when I started buying ammo by the case. I thought, “Oh, I’ll be able to stock up and will always have some for the range.” Strange, I can never make it stick around.
Thanks!
It’s to fun. I really need to win that lottery, so I can stock up enough to make the government nervous:)
heh, you’re doomed. smoking crack would be cheaper. :p