I was working on my post for tomorrow morning, waiting for the potatoes I had baking in the oven, when across my screen flashed the news of yet another school shooting, this time in Florida, and at least 17 people confirmed dead. I literally dropped my mouse, set the computer on the table, and wept. Since I was a teenager, I have been called a ‘bleeding heart liberal’. I guess this confirms that indeed, I am exactly that, for my heart bled even as my eyes streamed and my shoulders shook.
I am not going on a rant about the asinine lack of gun control in America, at least not tonight. But I have another little story to tell you.
Last Saturday night … actually Sunday morning around 2:00 a.m., I was tired and getting ready to head up to bed when we heard 6 gunshots in rapid succession right outside our back door. Police were called, no trace of anybody, the usual story. Nothing to see here, folks, except that any one of those six shots might have come through our walls and taken one or all three of us out, all within under 6 seconds.
No, I will not go on a rant about guns in America tonight, for my heart is still bleeding from the news of the Florida school shooting. Yes, I’m a bleeding heart liberal … and I’m proud to be. Tomorrow I will have tears of rage, but tonight my tears are only of deep sadness.