I am Woman. I Bought a Gun.

I bought a gun today.

I took my ten-year old daughter with me.

When I learned that my trusty old revolver -the one I am comfortable with, the one that has few moving parts, the one that fits my hand just right- well, when I learned that it might not be the best gun for a woman to become too comfortable with, and that the instructor of the class I’d signed up for wasn’t excited about having me use it over a semi-auto…

I looked down at my sweet daughter, -patient and holding Mama’s cell phone and keys at the gun counter- and I decided that I’d move out of my comfort zone just like my girl does all the time with her many 4-H projects.

I decided to follow her example and step out of my box and push myself to learn-by-doing just like any good 4-H’er knows is the very best way of starting something new.


So I bought a gun.

I bought a gun without even talking to my husband, or consulting any other man, (unless you count my pal, my husband’s handsome lifelong friend who happened to stroll up to the gun counter and, when seeing I was buying a gun, offered a once over, a word of caution about the thumb safety on my model, and an atta girl) and with no guidance from anyone other than a brief chat with the kind-eyed woman who will be my shooting instructor.

I bought a gun even though we own many and I’ve shot most of them and I even have one of my very own that everyone calls Mom’s Rifle.

But those guns my husband bought.

This one I bought.

I am now the proud owner of  a Smith and Wesson 9 mm, complete with a magazine (not a clip folks, never a “clip”), a holster, 100 rounds of ammo, and a soft-sided case. The whole shebang.

And do you know what I heard after I walked out with my new gun?

I heard that just this morning, in our fair state of Alaska, there was a massive theft of guns from a small gun store.

Today my girl and I spent over one hour legally procuring a weapon, filling out pages of paperwork, having my height and weight (so what if it was just my driver’s license weight, STILL) blown up to 8×11 size for the file, having my drug habits and mental status queried, having my name run through a federal registry, having my signature scrutinized, having to provide all the basic information that anyone would need to steal my identity and wreak havoc on my life, all so I could be declared “safe” and walk out of the store with a weapon.


That is the process.

That is how it’s done.

I did everything right.

And I told my girl as we drove off that today was an important day for her.



That today she got to be part of witnessing a free woman in a free country exercising one of the rights so many that have come before her fought and died for.

Today was the day when she saw her grown up mama become a little more of a grown up.

Today was the day we talked about countries and laws that aren’t friendly to women and how in this land, we don’t yet live that way.

Today we talked about how it’s important to use the strength God gave you in the place that He put you.

How having a good husband is a wonderful and amazing thing, but that not every woman has one, and even if they do, it’s good and pertinent for her to know how to make decisions for herself.

How men and women fought and died so that we could do what we did today.

And she said That’s right Mama. We can bear arms.


I did it legally.

And what took us an hour, buying that gun with hard-earned money my husband toils for week in and week out and generously provides for me to use as I see fit…fulfilling all the government’s requirements to purchase and possess a weapon…

it took the thieves 28 seconds.

Twenty-eight seconds of video footage showing them stealing many weapons, taking all they could fill their shirts with, fulfilling zero governmental requirements other than those required to be considered a gun thief.

They didn’t even have to give their driver’s license weight.

Do you see why gun owners have a hard time when folks start murmuring about upping the requirements for gun ownership?

I did it legally.

Someone bent on destroying lives will do it whether it be by a knife, a step van, a bomb, or an illegally-obtained weapon.

Gun owners, responsible, law-abiding gun owners…

we own guns legally and we use guns legally.

We fill out the paperwork, we answer the questions, we write down the serial number, we pay the money, we carry responsibily and we shoot responsibly.

Do you think the little 9 mil I’m now so proud of and a little scared of and can’t wait to practice with is going to mow people down by my legal hand?

Or do you think one of the many that those thieves so indiscriminately stole will?

Do you see the difference?

After today, after exercising my freedom and proudly practicing my independence, and teaching my daughter to do the same, I feel a little tug to throw a Don’t Tread on Me sticker on the back of my mom-SUV.

I feel a need to maybe get a little more vocal about our Second Ammendment rights, maybe even get my Concealed Carry permit.

Not to show off or sound big.

Not to paint myself as a knuckle dragging Neandrethol that many today in our society are quick to label us gun owners.


I feel the need because today I exercised the right that so many fought and died to provide for me.

For my children

For you.

For your children.

For my daughter, my precious girl who smiles at me when I tell her how proud I am of her and the young woman she is growing into.

I may take flak from some but you know what?

I am a woman and I bought a gun and I bought it legally and I will learn all I can about it and I will practice with it and it will be my tool.


I am a woman and I bought a gun.

Many picked up their weapons and they said we have a right to defend ourselves. To defend our loved ones.

And today I could almost hear them speaking to me and my girl.

They were saying That’s right Mama. We can bear arms.



18 thoughts on “I am Woman. I Bought a Gun.

  1. siggy

    Good Job! Now that you’ve bought your first one, your very own, you may find you’re addicted. I still love to shoot the very first gun my hubby bought me, and I enjoy shooting his…but there’s just something about me picking out my own guns, to suit different needs (home protection, concealed carry…depending on what I’m wearing, etc.) that is just special. Good Job mama, We can bear arms!

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    1. Cassandra Post author

      Thank you! So much! And yes, after a full day’s class yesterday, and getting to know my new gun over several hours on the range, I’m already learning its little nuances, what I like, what I don’t like. I already have my “next gun” on a list! (And my next class!) Thanks for the encouragement, and for stopping by! 😊


    1. Cassandra Post author

      I thought so too! And yes ma’am, my training with Well Armed Woman started the very next day! Thank you for the kind words and for stopping by! ❤️


  2. Anonymous

    Very well written. I bought my very first gun on my own. My husband was both intrigued and proud of me. And what do you know, we bought my 2nd and his first together. Training as often as we can. Now he wants his concealed carry permit, like I already have. We must feel comfortable and secure when we conceal carry. Train, train. We can bear arms!

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    1. Cassandra Post author

      Thank you! I love it that you stopped by! I finished up my first Well Armed Woman class the day after I purchased my gun, and sure enough, I came home full of chatter and enthusiasm, and now, family classes are on the list of plans for the year! I’m thankful for your encouragement! ❤


  3. buckdelder

    That’s a lot of freedom you have there (You know, getting permission from the state to purchase something that you have a ‘right’ to own anyway, according to the Bill of Rights.) Glad that we had all those wars so your ‘right’ to bear arms can become even more restricted? Along with the rest of your “rights”.

    Seems to me the burglars understand their ‘right to keep and bear arms’ better than most gun owners. They accomplished in 28 seconds what took you an hour and a half and they did it all without having to give up personal information.

    Do you think the ‘Founding Fathers’ would have submitted to all of the paper work and permission slips, or would they have taken what was rightfully theirs to have without government consent? I am sure they would have taken from their oppressors, and not some shop owner, but the message is still the same.


    1. Cassandra Post author


      I’m not sure where to start! There’s so much to your comment! Is your borderline hostile sarcasm directed at me? At the government? I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume this is friendly discussion still. 🙂

      I heartily agree with much of your comment. The difference between the days of our founding fathers and now though, they were in the midst of a revolution. They were establishing a new thing. They were coming out from oppression and forming a country from the ground up.

      Going rogue, anti-establishment, and anti-authority in a country that is already established and has laws in place won’t bring any good to my family or to my community. (Please don’t take this to mean I agree w our current laws or administration, just pointing out the difference between a revolution and our country now).

      As far as you questioning my appreciation of our military and the wars they have fought, let me assure you sir, with every fiber in me, our veterans and our military are one of the things my family and I are most grateful for. Mock if you will, but the veterans I know personally, and the ones who have sacrificed so that me…my…children… you…your children, can own guns, use guns, live free and worship free, they would be proud that I know my rights and that I exercised them and that I did it within the extent of the law of our land.

      Thanks for reading, and for commenting! This is proven to be a discussion-provoking post. 🙂


  4. Nancy

    23 years ago a male came into our family owned business threatening to shoot my Dad. My Dad wasn’t there at the time and hadn’t done anything wrong. This male had purchased a used utility trailer. He said he didn’t realize that he was required to pay state sales tax, tag and title transfer fees. He insisted that my Dad was going to pay those costs or he’d shoot him. Stating, I’ve been in prison before and I’m not afraid to go back. He said I’m going to call the police. I said let me call them for you. With that, he promptly took off. I told the State Trooper what had transpired and gave him the males name and address. That evening I told my husband what had happened. My husband said…that’s it you’re getting your concealed carry permit and your own handgun. The next day he brought home an application from the Sheriff’s Office. I’ve had my permit and handgun ever since then.

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    1. Cassandra Post author

      Good for you! What a scary situation! I hope you’re in a location where you can train and shoot with other women! I know that, for me, is the biggest thing that builds my confidence and skill level! I’m glad you were able to keep your cool and that the bad guy left you and your Dad alone. Thanks so much for sharing your story and for coming to visit! ❤️


  5. Mark

    I’m curious; why was your instructor not keen you having a revolver? The only disadvantage I could see would be “only” holding 6 rounds. But they dont jam either. I’ve seen many instructors say they prefer a woman carry a revolver because of ease of use.


    1. Cassandra Post author

      Hi Mark!

      She was fine if that’s all I had, or really, really wanted to stick with it. She just likes to see women in semi-autos for self-defense because of their speed, lightness and accuracy. Her thoughts as an instructor, and as a nurse who has seen many, many gun shot injuries here in AK, the weight of a revolver lends to shooting down in high stress situations. Couple the weight of the gun with the double action of the trigger, the second/third/fourth shots tend to be low. I’d had a class before w a .22 pistol and it did nothing but jam and intimidate me. More moving parts. But I’m glad I went with what I did, I was able to bust down the door of my comfort zone and start to become more easy w a semi auto and I will soon learn the art of clearing jams!

      Also, here in AK, the critters of the four-legged kind call for a large stopping power and sometimes more than five or six rounds in the unfortunate instance of a mauling.

      Thanks for stopping by Mark!



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