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I've been shot at before… I've been beaten and battered. I've had broken bones on the job and black eyes. I've seen my life flash before my eyes, especially after Lindsay came into my life. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before…
We were just trying to honor Jess and all hell broke loose. All I could think about in the seconds that bullets shattered glass and busted wood, was Lindsay and my Lucy. I had to make sure that Lindsay lived for our daughter.
It's strange… I didn't feel the bullet hit me. Adrenaline is a crazy thing. All I could feel was the fabric of Lindsay's jacket and the softness of her hair under my hand. I could smell the gunpowder and hear the screams and sobs of the patrons in the restaurant. Everything in me said to stand and make sure everyone was all right. It's why I became a cop, to help others.
I couldn't get up! I've never felt that helpless… This rush of panic and adrenaline was worse then any I've ever felt.
I felt the wetness on my back. When I looked at my hand, it was covered in crimson blood. It was my blood and it was all over my hand. It was all over my wedding ring.
She told me it didn't matter. When the blood was washed from my ring and I went home, she didn't waver. She believed in me when I didn't believe in myself. She kicked me hard and made me see what I was doing to myself.
Now… I look at my useless legs and feet and I wish upon a star. I'm going to make them move. I'm going to walk again because she believes in me.
One of them moved… The adrenaline rush is back and this time I want to shout and sing. There's a flash of thunder and lightening at the same time. Rain begins to lash the windows. She said the news said there was a ten percent chance of rain today. She said she brought her umbrella to work because she believed in that chance. She was right about the rain. Now I know I can believe in myself.