I couldnít remember the exact date of last yearís Newtown, Conn., shooting in which 20 sweet children were killed, so I went looking.
It was Dec. 14, 2012. Thatís when Adam Lanza shot and killed his mother, then drove to Sandy Hook Elementary School where he shot and killed 20 children and 6 adults before killing himself.
As a mother, Iím haunted by what those children felt as the first shots rang through the school. I know from experience that children are innocent so maybe they didnít know what the sounds meant, maybe they didnít know what was coming? I wish I could believe that.
I grew up in a violent home and spent my childhood years dodging violent people wielding belts and bats and yes, even guns.
I personally witnessed four deaths by gunshot, one of them a friend who died in my arms.
Which reminds me of 6-year-old Noah Pozner, one of the children Lanza killed last December. At Noahís funeral, his mother insisted on an open coffin so people could see what bullets do to human flesh.
Like Mrs. Pozner, Iíd like people to know that death by gunshot isnít what you see in movies ó itís ugly, itís shocking, it smells. And you know what? Itís not always the bad guy who gets it. Sometimes itís an innocent such as Noah or my friend, Jamie.
Please letís come together over common sense gun violence prevention laws.