A friend of mine died yesterday. She was only 42 years old. She did not have cancer or some other horrible disease. She was not in an accident. She was shot to death by the man who claimed to love her. She left him last Friday. He called her yesterday and asked her to come to his apartment. Unfortunately she went. He was waiting there with a shot gun. He shot her twice as she tried to escape then turned the gun on himself. He left behind 2 children to wonder why he would kill and commit suicide.
Thank God my friend had no children but her parents will grieve their last daughter. Her two sisters have both died of cancer. She was the sole survivor, missing the family legacy of cancer only to be gunned down by the man who claimed to love her.
I do not understand such senseless violence. I have never understood how someone can say they love you then say cruel things and beat you. I certainly can not begin to wrap my mind around the concept of pointing a shotgun at someone you love and pulling the trigger twice then turning the gun on yourself.
This man was selfish and cruel to the inth degree. Murder is the ultimate cruelty. He was a coward, choosing to turn the gun on her then himself rather than be a man and accept the end of the relationship. He was cruel not only to her but also to his own children who now live with the legacy that their father is a murder and did not love them enough to stick around on this earth. How do children cope with this. He obviously only cared about his own sick, twisted emotions.
My friend was a vibrant, lively woman. She was far from perfect but she was a human being and child of God. She did not deserve to die for wanting to leave a relationship that had turned into something painful. She did not deserve to die on her birthday. She did not deserve to die at the hands of someone who claimed to love her.
Please be gentle with those you love. Treat them with kindness, tenderness, mercy as you would want them to treat you. Love is not supposed to be about pain and fear. A friend of mine died yesterday, on her birthday, because she loved the wrong man.