It's weird, but whenever I think of the Gabrielle Giffords shooting that happened two years ago, all I can think of is this picture: 
That's our dear friend and fellow writer, Julie Prince.
The caption on USA Today reads: Julie Prince of Tucson lights a candle at a makeshift memorial for shooting victims in front of the University Medical Center in Tucson.
I'm sad about the precious people who lost their lives in front of Safeway that day. I'm sad for everyone who was personally touched by this tragedy. I know several, like the guy across the street who was a first responder to the shooting, and the preschool librarian who taught Christina Taylor-Green in his Sunday school class. I drive by that Safeway frequently, although I never go in.
But all I can think of is that I should have gone to the vigil outside the hospital that evening. I thought about it at the time, but didn't go. I should have.
It might have been my last chance to see Julie when she was still alive.
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