Wednesday, May 30, 2012’s been awhile since I have posted.

I have started a couple of posts, but never get my thoughts down onto my computer screen.  After my training that I did (and my short review that did not do John justice), I have been thinking alot about what it means when you make the decision to carry a gun.

I think it really and truly hit me what it meant and what I was saying to myself when I decided to start carrying a gun with me on an almost daily basis.  I am saying that I am willing to take the life of another “human”* if they pose a threat to myself or others.  That is a pretty powerful statement to digest.

I am not saying that I did not understand the responsibility I was accepting when I started to wear my handgun, but I don’t believe it really sank in until the training course.  Actually going through the drills and learning how to shoot to kill puts reality into the theory.  (Does that make sense?)

Since my training I have not felt that anything I was going to write about was really up to the seriousness of what I have accepted to do if necessary.  I was not raised to be a doormat, I was taught to fight back and to fight as dirty as I needed to to get away. (Thanks mom and dad!)  I think I just never wanted to think that I would ever NEED to be in a position to defend myself or my loved ones with deadly force.  I now know that I can not keep my head in the sand like an ostrich.

I WILL use deadly force if that is what is needed and I am willing to deal with the consequences afterwards.  


  1. Good for your parents!! Good for you!!!

    Of course, we have already had this conversation and I haimed aimed much strength for your convictions!

  2. Have gained, not haimed I swear I haven't been drinking anything stronger than unsweetened tea.