Saturday, June 18, 2016

Our Lives Have Been Touched By Gun Violence



One of my husband's co-workers and friend was ambushed, by 3 men, in front of his home. He was shot multiple times. Sadly, the circumstance of his death came to no surprise in Las Vegas. The murder rate has climbed over the months. It's not unusual to hear about 1-2 murders daily.

This week, we attended the funeral. I kept telling myself I wasn't going to cry. No good. I balled my eyes out.

I thought about all of the people we have loved and lost. I thought about his children, family and loved ones who are not only grieving due to his lost but now have to face a murder trial.

His mother's presence and words did give me strength. Many friends and family shared poems and stories. I found my heart getting lighter.

It's times like this that I'm reminded that we're not here forever. I don't want to be a bitter person. It's not a good look and wears one's soul down.

I want to experience the joys in my life and hold onto them.

I want to tell my husband how much I appreciate his love and support all day long!

I want to kiss and hug my son, daughter-in-law to be and grandchildren all day long.

I want to believe, that when it's my time to say good-bye that my family will be fine.

I want to see the violence stop

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