Unable to sleep tonight, I have the Colorado shooting rolling around in my head and how it relates to the conversation I wrote about in my previous post. That conversation occurred only a few hours before the shooting and I told my friend that, and I left this out of my last post, I would be willing to die for the woman I love. Since then I have thought about over and over the people in my life I would be willing to sacrifice myself for. There are those obvious answers, my little sister, my brother in law, my niece, my mother and father. Then I think there are a few choice friends that I would be willing to jump in front of a bullet for. But when it comes to your mate, your other half, is there any question? This, now after a few days of reflection, is a pivotal part of the idea I call love. The willingness to ALWAYS put the well fair of my person above mine. Now, my fellow alcoholic friend asked. You want her to die for you to prove her love? Of course not, I answered. But put in the same situation as the three young men that died protecting the women they loved in the shooting, I would act no differently. This to me is what defines true love. A gift so amazing, a sacrifice of the ultimate kind is my only choice.... My hat goes off to those young men! Rest in Peace!
Below is the link to an article about these three young men.