Grew up hunting with my dad. I enjoyed being out in the woods, but wasn't much into the shooting. And killing things didn't make me happy at all.
I was always pro-2nd Amendment, but for various reasons, didn't own a gun after I got married.
When my husband and I had kids, I got a lot more safety conscious than I'd ever been before (fire extinguishers and smoke alarms, locking the back door, that kind of thing).
When we moved out of the city into an area where a fast police response would be 30 minutes or more, we discussed getting a shotgun for the house. My husband was working late nights, and it seemed like a good idea for me to be able to protect our home and family, but I wasn't sure I could live with killing someone. I was sure I could kill someone, if need be, but I wasn't sure I could live with it afterward (an important distinction).
So even though I really thought I ought to have a gun, I kept putting it off and putting it off. Besides, a shotgun seemed too dangerous and too slow. If it were kept loaded and accessible, who's to say the kids wouldn't get it? My kids got into everything. And if it weren't loaded or accessible, what would be the point?
One afternoon I was pulling into our driveway after picking up our teenage babysitter when I got rear ended. When I got out of the van to check on the driver who rear ended me, he came at me shouting obscenities with his fists swinging. The babysitter got the kids into the house, locked the front door, and called 911. My husband's buddy heard the ruckus out front, and came barrelling out of our garage to settle the guy down. And what did I do? I stood there, dumbfounded. I didn't run away. I didn't get back in the van and lock the door. I didn't say anything, do anything, think anything. I just stood there, with my mouth open, while the folks around me took care of me.
I never want to do that again.
Shortly after that, my husband's buddy offered to take me down and help me buy a handgun, and then teach me to shoot. I took him up on it.
That was three years ago. Since then, I've bought a few more guns and taken a half-dozen shooting classes. It's a lot of fun, I've met some really great people, and I'm determined to learn how to shoot well even if I have to spend the rest of my life learning it.
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If I won't protect myself, what right do I have to expect another person to risk his or her life for mine? -- Sunni Maravillosa