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Friends

Maybe someday, I'll be lucky enough for the right kind of warm gun...sigh...
Today I am thankful for friends. 


They are not close friends but I would do anything for them.  I haven't had anything to give them since my ex hid the money.

I feel bad about that.  We need money to do what we do.  

My friends get together to play in the political sandbox and throw dirt in filthy bureaucrats' eyes.  

I do tell them about the stalking when they ask why I don't go to their events.  

Usually one of a variety of things happen, my stalker got to me, I dressed up nice and my ex said something that threatened me, my car isn't running, or I can't find the money for gas.  

It'll be over soon.

One of  these friends is a firearms instructor.  At the last moment, he decided to put together a class as a fundraiser.  He conducted it for free but it would cost $60 to be a part of the fundraiser.  

The organization of benefit allowed me to volunteer to greet people over the course of three days and let me partake in this class for free.  

I learned a lot.  I learned that almost everything I learned about guns as a kid was wrong.  I need more training!  How I didn't kill people when I handled my dad's loaded revolver is beyond me. 

The other day my firearms instructor friend gave me two pieces of parchment declaring that I had completed the course and qualified for my concealed carry firearms permit.  One is on white parchment and the other on goldenrod. 

I have two class certifications.  The last time I saw my ex, I presented one to him and said "I've got two certifications.  I got one for you.  I got the other one for your sister."  

He's been awfully nice to me lately.  

I'll keep one in the living room.  I'll hide the other one because I need it to present to the Sheriff.  

I owe my friend a small mint and a raving testimonial.  I need to find a way to repay him and the others for helping me to stay safe.  

I do have another friend who is a gun dealer.  He's been trying to get me a Glock since he learned about the stalking in '11.  

I didn't want a gun.  I just wanted the permit thinking the parchment will get them to leave me alone.  

Besides, I don't need a CCW permit for a rifle. 

Wow...A true friend helps you out in your time of need.  I've got to do my best to be there for them.  

I've been so stuck in my sadness that I've forgotten the bright lights in my life.  

Remember those people who bring sunshine to you on those rainy days.

Love ya, 

S.  


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