Monday, September 7, 2009

A Victim/A Miracle

Today, my blog ventures into the land I swore my blog would never go: politics. Because last night, my family and I were the victim of a crime that touches on a major political issue. Today's blog isn't funny, it's true. You will be back to your regularly scheduled hilarity and hijinks with our next entry.

At approximately 11:30 p.m. on the night of Sunday, September 6, 2009, a person or persons unknown entered a vacant field directly behind our house. These people sounded like they were riding personal recreational vehicles (AKA "Four-Wheelers") and at some point began firing guns.

One of those shots went into the window of our home. The window shattered, showering glass fragments over the entire room, including the bed where our little boy, Dexy, lay sleeping.

If there is any humor to be had in this situation, it is in the fact that Dexy slept through the entire thing.

When we woke up the next morning, there it was: a hole in our window, with a .22-caliber bullet lodged in the window frame.

The deputy who examined the scene said it was probably a deer rifle, the kind anyone here can buy at Wal-mart.

How lucky are we? Dexy is fine. He didn't even get a scratch, even when he walked over the glass to get out of his room. The next time someone wants to debate the existence of God, please let me know.

Our county has written the incident up as "deadly conduct," which means someone was engaging in conduct which could result in death, even if unintended. But the deputy also did not give us much hope that the case would ever be solved.

My opinion is that this was probably some kids, in varying states of inebriation, who decided to shoot off their deer rifles where they believed no one would get hurt.

So here it is: my political statement.

If you can't be a responsible gun owner, you shouldn't own a gun. "Responsible" gun owners to not discharge their firearms in vacant lots directly adjacent to a residential neighborhood. "Responsible" gun owners don't shoot off their guns in full darkness in a vacant lot directly adjacent to a residential neighborhood.

Okay, that's over. I still love and respect you if you disagree, but this is an issue about which I find myself now feeling very passionate.

Dexy is fine. I am still shaking. When I saw the hole and the glass, I had a moment of the most crippling, debilitating fear I've ever known. I cried, and held Dexy as he squirmed to get out of my arms and play, and thanked God that He was watching out for my kids as they slept.

I know that tomorrow will be a new day, a better day, and that we will be fine.

But I won't be sleeping tonight.

6 comments:

Kristina P. said...

Deb, how scary! I'm so glad Dex is OK.

And I completely agree with you. My husband has a concealed weapons permit. I never thought I would marry a man who loves guns so much. But he is very responsible.

Suz said...

Wow , scary! i am glad everyone is okay.

Just stopped by. A friend of Boy Mom and Mrs. Nurse boy.

Sneaky Momma said...

Oh, poor Deb! I can imagine how scary that must have been for you. I'm so glad that your little man was not injured.

Yet another way we are alike: There is a field adjacent to our home, too. :)

Mark said...

How about we get a few guys together to go hang out in the field behind your house this coming weekend? We'll just hang out and wait. It's purely coincidental that we're all dressed in camo that matches the field and can't be seen by anyone that shows up on an ATV until our rifles are pointed at them.

The Domestic Flunky said...

Insane. I learned from CSI that you might be able to pull a print off the casing. If your local PD has the budget and manpower for such "incidental" detective work. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. On a lighter note, my car was once broken into. The guy smoked a cigarette while sitting in my front seat, leaving his cigarette butt behind. (HAHA... butt... behind.) Anyhoo, he stole my temple clothing... probably because they were in a fake Donna Karan bag. The popo didn't even offer to run DNA on the cigarette butt. I was so disappointed.

Mummy McTavish said...

I had to come back to find this after reading about your new vac... now I am just sitting here saying words that I wouldn't want my kids to say. Praising God for the safety of your sweet little Dexy, and the rest of your family. BIG HUGS!!!!