I’ve been thinking about that word a lot lately. Victim. Especially when someone from the victims advocate service checks in to see how we’re doing or keeping us posted about the latest court hearing.

I really don’t like the word victim to describe Billy or us, his family.

Well that’s what he was right? A victim.

The dictionary definition is this word as :one that is injured, destroyed, or sacrificed under any of various conditions

  • a victim of cancer
  • a victim of the auto crash
  • a murder victim 

When his Father went to Philly to identify our Son’s body, he said he looked like a viking warrior. That doesn’t sound like a victim to me. A warrior is described as a person who fights in battles and is known for having courage and skill.

My Son had courage and skill and had fought different kinds of battles in his short life. That night was no different in the sense that he had courage to face the man who started coming after them. After all, my boys and their friends were his prey that he had been laying in wait for hours to pounce on. It was run or confront. My son had the courage to confront.

No, my Son is no victim. He got victory that night for being who he was ” a Bold Protector.” Billy got to go home.





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