It’s been over 8 years since my son, David Glasser, who was a Phoenix Police Officer was killed in the line of duty. We have great memories of our lives with him.  We laughed, we played and we travelled.  We watched Davey play a lot of sports and we went to many games of all kinds in all different cities with him.

We have so many memories that bring big smiles to our faces.

But all of our dreams for the future with Davey have been snatched away.

Dreams of Davey coaching his son and daughter in baseball, basketball, volleyball and every other sport there is are gone.

Dreams of Davey retiring from the police force and going on to serve his community in other ways have disappeared.

Dreams of Davey and his son, Micah, playing a mean game of one-on-one basketball as Micah grew taller and taller, eventually passing up Davey have been shattered. I know that was Davey’s dream when he built a basketball court in his back yard.

Dreams of Davey walking his beautiful daughter, Eden, down the aisle have been ripped away.

I’ve lived 8 1/2 years without Davey and one of the hardest parts of surviving this tough, tough, journey are all of the dreams that have been snatched away.

All of the great times and fun with Davey that will never be.

It took almost 3 years for my memories of him to become more precious than painful. Now I am so grateful for all of the awesome times we had together.

But will be no more new memories with him.

That’s a very tough reality to deal with.

Miss you, Davey.

Love you.

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If you are interested in reading more about my story, I have published a book on Amazon, “Then I Looked Up: Losing a Child, Finding His Legacy of Love”. This book is about Davey’s death, life and my journey of finding hope after losing a child.