Everything Shook

May 18, 2016.

David Glasser, my son, a Phoenix Police Officer, was killed in the line of duty on that day.

And everything in my world shook.

You cannot imagine what that feels like until it happens to you.  Because it wasn’t just my life – the tsunami of his death hit everyone who was close to Davey. My two grandchildren’s world exploded.  My daughter-in-law’s world crashed. My daughter’s world flipped upside down as all of her dreams and plans with her big brother crumbled.

My husband’s world shattered into tiny pieces.  Davey was his best friend and my husband’s father had just passed away 2 weeks before Davey was killed.  Too much.

Davey’s close friend’s and squad member’s worlds spiraled in various directions as each person felt the blow of Davey’s death.

The world shook.  It twisted.  It filled with unimaginable grief.  It emptied of joy and light.

I needed something solid to hold onto while everything around me smashed and rocked.  And I found the one thing that didn’t shatter, didn’t tilt, didn’t explode.  He was right beside me and he was Rock Solid – my Father God.  Always there, always loving us, always caring for me.

God has been with us every step of the way as we have each had to pick our way through the devastation Davey’s death had on our lives.  I am completely convinced that God is good and nothing that has happened to me changes that.

As my world gradually stopped shaking, I realized I was in this new place, a new reality.  My head recognizes this place and knows I have to keep moving forward.  My heart is still regularly tugged back to a time when Davey was here, making me laugh and filling my life with his special kind of love.

The time before my whole world shook.

Miss you, Davey.

Love you.

4 thoughts on “Everything Shook

  1. Only those who have suffered such shocking unimaginable sudden loss can even begin to understand how violently your world was shaken. Thank Heaven we have Father God. I love reading your messages. They are powerful. Love you๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™

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  2. This speaks to me so much. My son, a Phoenix police officer, was also killed. He was on his way home from work on Aug. 11, 2007. But like you said, the Lord sustained me and helped me to walk one step at a time. I never felt alone because He was with me. He has been with me every day since as I live in my new reality.

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