I didn’t see this coming.
When I started blogging about my 2016 Family Yearbook a couple of weeks ago, I shared with you that I had discovered I have turned a corner. I had struggled for the last 3 years trying to document my family’s journey through 2016 but the grief and pain stopped me. Time after time, with tears rolling down my face, I had to close the computer and walk away.
But that changed a couple of weeks ago. When I sat down this time to try to get past the first page dedicating the book to my son, David Glasser, who was a Phoenix Police Officer killed in the line of duty on May 18, 2016, I found that the memories of the months right before and after his death have gradually become more precious than painful.
I realize now that this tough road we have been on is an extremely important part of the story of my family. These memories and pictures and events need to be put into order so that my grandchildren and their children and their children will have a good picture of what happened to their family in 2016 – when the worst happened.
So I’ve been working hard and I am glad to say that our 2016 family yearbook is almost complete. I just have to find a couple of more photographs that I know are out there, just not quite sure where they are. (This is one of my motivations for doing these books in the first place)
As I was reading through the yearbook, adjusting pictures and adding captions, I started looking at the title that I had given to this book 3 years ago – “2016- Defined by Tragedy, Touched by Love”.
That’s how I felt 3 years ago…..
My world had exploded. The loss of Davey was overwhelming. There was no end to the reminders of the dreams and plans that had died with him. Waking up each day, hoping that it was all a nightmare and then discovering it wasn’t made my world a much darker and sad place. This tragedy had stripped away my joy.
So the title fit –
It doesn’t fit anymore.
Looking back over these last 3 years, I had to change it.
Here’s the new title – “2016 – Touched by Tragedy, Defined by Love”
Davey’s last gift to us was “love you”. He said it all the time instead of ‘good-bye”. He knew what we have now discovered- that love changes things. Love has given us light in the midst of the darkness. Love has made the hole Davey left bearable. Love has created new relationships tied to our mutual tragedy that will be very important to us for the rest of our lives. Love has eased the despair and given us a new hope that our lives can be good again.
Thank you, Davey, for your legacy of love.