I know gun control is a hot issue in America. Where I live, hunting is common, guns are common, and many of my friends have their Conceal and Carry licenses. I didn't grow up with guns. Actually, it turns out that I did grow up with guns in the house, but I wasn't aware of it....yikes. Thanks, mom and dad. My husband comes from a family that hunts. He learned to shoot and about gun safety when he was five. I am pretty scared of guns. I hate the thought of what could happen accidentally. But I also can't stand to think that someday the awful thing could be that I don't know how to use a gun. I asked Lee to start teaching me how to really handle a gun. I've gone skeet shooting or target shooting a few times for fun, but I want to be able to defend myself if the time ever comes.
My brother and Lee and I went to Lee's family land over the weekend and did some target shooting. I have to say, it is extremly satisfying to shoot a can of soda off the target and watch it explode. Who knew? We made our own target out of a box Lee had originally planned to make into a plyometrics box.
Did you grow up with guns? Do you have them now? Do you have any advice for me?
***A gold star for you if you recognized the post title as Miranda Lambert lyrics.
ha! the miranda lambert song, yes i know that. I grew up hunting with brothers and rifling at camp. I quite liked it. Made me feel tough!
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