At 2:18 a.m. on May 19, 2019, I received a call that no mother ever wants to receive. My 21-year-old son, Kyle, had been shot. Since, that phone call and those words replay in my mind unwillingly.
Kyle attended a party. He stepped out of a vehicle and was there less than three minutes when a car drove by and began shooting. Kyle was hit in his neck and stomach, instantly paralyzing his right arm.
More than the physical toll this has taken, the psychological factors have been much worse on him, myself, my husband and my other children. We are more than lucky that he survived. Not a day goes by that I don’t recount some part of that night.
Gun violence has become so commonplace in the United States. I support stricter gun laws. The young man that shot Kyle owned an illegal 9-millimeter gun that ended up shooting five people in different instances.