A mother's view on guns

I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be writing a controversial post. I’m not one to speak up how I feel politically hardly ever. Not because I’m ashamed of my beliefs but because everyone is entitled to their own and I’d like to respect that by not shoving my beliefs down their throats.

I also never thought I’d see the day where I’d be writing a post about guns. But with this recent tragedy that has happened in Connecticut and people using it as a pedestal for their political beliefs I could only take so much before I had to say something. And this is my own personal blog instead of on Facebook for everyone to be able to comment how they feel. Also my rant could not fit into a simple status. I’m pretty heated.

My husband is graduating the Police Academy this week and because of this he will be bringing his work gun home every single day. But even before he started training he carried his handgun with him many places because his entire family has been raised with guns. I on the other hand, never saw a real gun until I went on a date with Tommi at 19 to go shooting. Tommi has been shooting since he was 5.

Am I still scared of holding a gun? Yes

Do I like how much Tommi talks about them? No

Will Iris be shooting at 5? HECK NO

But I will say this. Tommi carrying a gun was always whatever to me I didn’t really give it a second thought until we had Iris. One night I had a vivid horribly realistic dream that involved someone breaking into our house and taking Iris from me.  In my dream I didn’t trust myself enough to use Tommi’s guns cause I was too inexperienced and thought it would cause more bad than good. So I went to get a knife to defend myself and get my baby back and by the time I came back upstairs the criminal had taken my daughter. I woke up in a cold sweat completely mad at my dream self for not using a gun to save my daughter.

The next week I had Tommi take my target shooting.

I’m still nervous holding one and I don’t have hardly any confidence or good aim. But I will get better. When it comes to protecting my family I’m not taking the chance.

This is why I am so bothered by the Connecticut shooting. All those children’s parents, if they were there I am willing to bet money if they had a gun would have taken the shooter down.  People forget that guns are a DEFENSE weapon.  If I was able to save my loved one because I knew how to properly defend myself with a gun whereas the opposite letting them die because I couldn’t, I don’t think I could live with myself.

But like all good things they get perverted into something that was not for its original purpose. Example: cough syrup. Intended to help cold/flu but because some dumb idiot found out if you chug it, it gets you buzzed now there’s procedures on how many bottles you can buy.  So because of that dumb idiot, people that legitimately have the cold are punished for it?

Same with guns. Because stupid people take a defensive weapon and use it for offense, people are seriously suggesting the good law abiding citizens need to be punished for it? How does that even make sense? Drugs are illegal and how are they still purchased? Illegally. So how are psychos still going to get guns? Illegally.

My parents have been fosters parents for over 5+ years now and it BREAKS my heart the stories we learn of these children’s lives. Most of them are abused. And guess what they do it with? Their bare hands. Not weapons. Monsters will be monsters no matter what.

These children in school couldn’t have done anything to defend themselves. And who’s to say if there were guns allowed on school if it would have been prevented either? I do know that not having a gun as defense didn’t help though. It blows my mind that people seriously think that limiting gun use will PREVENT things like this from happening. 

The point of the matter is whatever the laws are sick people are out there that will always do sick things and as a mother, and a policeman’s wife, I am proud to have guns in my house and feel safe every time I’m out with Tommi knowing he’ll always have one with him.

End rant.