Just One More Time

My son, David Glasser, was a Phoenix Police Officer who was killed in the line of duty on May 18, 2016.  And there are days I just don’t want to.

I don’t want to acknowledge the fact that Davey is gone.

I don’t want to try to find the strength to move forward.

I don’t want to face the issues that I will have to face as I will spend the rest of my life here on earth without him.

I don’t want to think about the reality that so many other Blue families and friends go through this same nightmare.  Too many.

I don’t want to visit his spot in the cemetery – I want to pretend it doesn’t exist.

I want to hear his laugh.

I want to see him pick up Eden and throw her in the air.

I want to see him playing basketball in his backyard with Micah and hear him coaching his 5 year-old son on how to improve his shot.

I want to see him playing Cornhole and Washers with his sister and her husband in his big backyard every time they came to visit.

I want to see him in the car with Micah picking up his dad so all the guys could go to Home Depot – they went there ALOT.

I want to see him on his riding lawn mover with his hat and his headphones on, rocking out to tunes while he cuts the grass of the lawn he loves so much.

I want to see him sitting on my couch with our minnie-pin dog stretched over his chest, her head up by his so she can lay there and lick his neck.  She had a big crush on Davey.

I want to hear him talking about which Cardinals away game he and the guys are planning to go to this year.

I want to see him wearing the crazy Cardinals hat I bought him as he tailgates before the game today.  This is his favorite day of the year.

I want to say “Happy Man Christmas’ to him one more time.  Just one more time.  And then see his eyes light up and a huge smile spread across his face.  Just one more time.

My heart yearns to go back to a time when all these things were possible…….. but my brain knows that’s not going to happen.

Miss you so much, Davey.


2 responses to “Just One More Time”

  1. Those memories bring pain to the heart at times I’m sure. And other times it makes you smile as you remember the awesome times you all shared together. Judy my thoughts and love coming to you today. I know that parents who have lost children; no matter what age they loss them feel this way. Hugs and love to you.


    1. Thanks, Cindy. Yes, as I talk with more people who have lost children, I’m realizing that we share a depth of sorrow that is hard to describe. Hugs and love to you as well.


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