total hearts received for Moments That Survive

Terence Lee

Moms Demand Action

We met on the beach in Waikiki. We were opposites in so many ways. The obvious was that he was big, blond and intimidating. I was petite and puzzled as to why this guy was so adorably nervous.

We were a popular couple. When he got stranded in Seattle I followed him, and again, we were a popular couple. Then, the man I loved for many years went into a downward spiral. All my friends could tell he was getting more disturbed. I did my best, but he left me. Six months later he came back into my life with a gun he had just purchased the day before. In a store full of people, he ranted and raved, shooting at me until the police arrived and ended his life.

I found out later he had left a suicide note. I was shot five times.

It was December 20, 1992. I have struggled to make sense of it all. Christmas is especially hard on me. Christmas lights flashing, music playing — all of that going on while I was being shot. I have struggled for so long but found help from other survivors. I now have HOPE.

Reacting shows support for gun violence survivors.