It’s a good feeling.
My son, David Glasser, was a Phoenix Police Officer who went to work on May 18, 2016 and he never came home. He was killed in an attempted robbery.
We have a lot of tears.
A huge amount of lost dreams.
A big hole in our lives.
But no regrets.
Davey lived life to its fullest and, as a result, those of us around him were also caught up in his whirlwind of a good time. He was always planning the next poker party, the next BBQ, the next Fantasy draft and the next trip. We knew we could count on him to provide the spark – something fun was on its way.
We all got used to saying ‘yes’ to whatever he was planning because we couldn’t say no – then we’d miss the fun! We also got used to helping him do whatever he wanted to do because it was going to be good.
Now we are so thankful for all those great memories. And we have a ton of them! Our calendar was full of good times with Davey – we have no regrets about things we should have, could have, or would have done. None of us knew how short our time was going to be with him.
None of us ever know.
Early on as a family, we learned to keep short accounts. If something major was going on, we talked about it. If something wasn’t a big deal, we forgot about it. Let it go. That way we weren’t hanging on to anger and hurt feelings.
There’s a reason why God tells us not to let the sun go down on our anger. Because – sometimes – the sun goes down and the person we’re angry with never comes home again.
For whatever reason, the person you are mad at doesn’t come home…
and you are left with regrets.
That doesn’t have to happen.
Davey knew that some situations he got into as a Police Officer brought him dangerously close to never coming home again. It was very important to him that the people he cared about knew that he loved them. So the last thing he always said to us was ‘Love you’.
The very last thing he said to all of us was ‘Love you’.
And we said ‘love you’ back to him.
Just awesome memories of a very special person who we miss each day.
Love you, Davey.