I am still losing Davey.

More pieces of my heart keep breaking.

This is the part of losing a child that only those who have experienced it understand. Parents who have lost a child don’t ‘get through’ the funeral and then start to ‘heal’. None of those words apply to this situation. My son, David Glasser, was a Phoenix Police officer who was killed in the line of duty 9 years ago so I know what I’m talking about.

Our dreams of our life with our child keep being ripped away. I have discovered that this doesn’t happen all at one time when we find out they have died. We experience this ‘losing’ again and again, over and over, no matter how long ago they left us. They should be here with us right now.

Our Christmas celebrations have painful holes in them. Mine is a 6’5″ hole. Every new Christmas memory feels a little empty. Mother’s Day is bittersweet. Davey’s birthday is a mixture of great memories and an aching heart that’s missing him. Davey’s children’s birthdays are another fun but sad event. There is a proud dad who is not there.

Every family picture is missing someone. I think about this when I see other people’s family pictures and a comment like this is made – “We’re missing Jack and Susan in this picture because they were unable to come to the wedding.” For the last 9 years, I have thought about putting a comment like that on our family pictures because Davey is always missing.

As parents who have lost a child, all of our plans for growing older included hugs, smiles and new memories with our child who is no longer here. Our dreams for the future keep crumbling around us as, each year, we lose more and more pieces of what we expected our lives to look like.

There are times when I just can’t believe I have to live the rest of my life on this planet without Davey. Some days there are moments when his loss feels painfully fresh. I try not to think about living 15-20 more years with this growing hole in my life where Davey should be. That’s a long time to be here without him.

I try to focus on all the blessings in my life now and all the great memories I have with Davey. But there are days that the losses pile up and it’s too much to ignore.

Days like today.

Miss you, Davey.

Love you.