In fact, you probably need to write several letters. This is a perfect time to do it as we begin a new year.
These letters are for the people you love most so they can have something tangible to hold and read and read again after you aren’t here anymore.
The letters might be full of things you have already told them. Or you may be able to write some things that you’ve never been able to say or haven’t said in a long time. There might be some specific encouragements that you want to share with them knowing that they are grieving your loss as they read this letter.
Our soldiers who are going off to war or being deployed to dangerous foreign countries have always been pretty good at doing this. It’s a normal thing that they are encouraged and reminded to write letters before they leave.
It’s not so true for our brothers and sisters in Blue. I guess it’s just a more obvious thing to do when you’re getting on a plane to Iraq than it is when you’re getting into your car to go to the precinct.
And it’s definitely not as obvious for the rest of us who are not putting on uniforms and bullet-proof vests and guns.
But the danger is just as real. Today could be the day that you and I don’t come back home.
My son, David Glasser, a Phoenix Policeman who was killed in the line of duty in 2016, didn’t leave any letters. I wish he had. I would have loved to have a final letter from him to hold…and read….and hold. I have his last Mother’s Day card to me framed on my dresser. It’s an awesome last message and I will treasure it for the rest of my life.
We know he loved us. We know what he would say about a lot of things that have happened since his death. But to have something tangible……knowing he knew we would be reading it if he didn’t come back one day. That would have been very special.
So – you and I need to write some letters. All of us. Because none of us are promised tomorrow.
I wrote my letters about two years ago when I realized that I really wished I had one from Davey. They aren’t easy to write – I used a lot of tissues. They are all safely tucked away in our personal safe at home. So they’re ready for that time. Whenever it comes.
If I stay on this earth another 15 – 20 years I will probably write some more and add them to the pile. I want those I love to have this last gift from me…
and read again.
How about you? Have you written your letters yet?
Miss you, Davey.