I remember debating the use of guns with a friend. I believed in peace. I abhorred violence. Guns symbolized everything evil violence to me.
I ended up falling in love and marrying a man that was going into the military.
I supported him. I encouraged him. I understood his job.
My husband has been out of the Army for a little over 2 years now.
We celebrated Valentine's Day a day early. We went out to dinner with friends. Before that, we went to a shooting range.
I went for him. I never dreaded going but I wasn't excited about it either.
I held a gun. I pulled the trigger. Unlike the time when I went to the simulator at the Army base, this gun contained real bullets.
I had no idea that I would have fun. I had a blast (pun intended). I did not imagine the happiness it would bring my husband to see me enjoying myself at the shooting range.
Love tries new things.
We laughed. We listened. We surprised each other.
I could not have imagined how much we would enjoy doing something new together.
Who knew love could grow at the shooting range?
I am thankful for my man and for our fun Valentine's date.
Have a wonderful Valentine's Day!
You are loved.