It feels right.
It’s such a difficult thing to do.
It’s the perfect thing to do.
These are some of my conflicting emotions in the middle of the memorials we attend for our son, David Glasser who was a Phoenix Police Officer killed in the line of duty on May 18, 2016. A couple of weeks ago my husband and I watched the Phoenix Police Department’s Virtual Memorial and this same strange mixture of feelings swirled around in my head.
Then we visited the National Law Enforcement Memorial in Washington, DC last weekend. It felt so right to be there, remembering and honoring Davey. But I found the feelings of loss overwhelming as I sat there with the names of fallen officers surrounding me on every side. Too many names.
My family is a part of a large group of surviving families. It’s a tough crowd and we’ve got the scars to prove it. There is grief right behind the smiles. There is pain right behind the love. Tears fill my eyes as I hear the names and see the pictures of the officers who have been added to the list of Phoenix’s fallen officers since Davey was killed. My heart breaks again when I think of these new families who are going through the same nightmare we are.
Memorials are good –
and it’s hard.
As survivors, we share the grief and the pain of our losses which helps…..but it also brings it all back.
When Davey was killed, my family lost someone who was very special to us. The rest of you lost one of the good guys – and we don’t have enough good guys to lose. The darkness in our world starts winning when we lose the brave people who are pushing back.
One of the ways we can all push back the darkness is finding ways to honor and remember our fallen officers. Many of you have Davey’s memorial decal on your car. I love seeing them. Thank you! If you would like to put one on your car, they are available at the David Glasser Foundation website.
We can also join together to show our appreciation for the officers who are still working so hard on our streets and sacrificing to help keep our streets safe.
Having memorials is the right thing to do…..
for me as a survivor, it can also be a tough thing to do. Remembering all I have lost makes my heart break again.
Miss you, Davey.