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‘We pulled into the cemetery. As she opened the door, there it was. Two vials of glitter.’: Widow finds humor in the special way she and daughter honor their beloved late police officer husband, father

“We pulled into the beautiful cemetery, making our way to the mausoleum that housed my sweet husband. I wanted to scream, ‘come out of there right now.’ It struck me, we didn’t have anything to leave behind. Then she opened the car door. I bet he secretly likes it. I bet he’s smiling. I bet he’s telling all his friends in Heaven the story about the time he was covered in glitter while writing a ticket in the sun.”

‘It’s never left me. We don’t think of dispatchers as heroes, but that night, Jeff was mine.’: Wife thanks dispatcher’s ‘simple compassion’ during ‘biggest crisis’ as husband was dying

“I told him I needed to call for an ambulance, and again, he said no. I told him we had to. He asked me to give him ‘10 more minutes.’ Finally, I told him he didn’t have to hurt, and I was calling. He looked me straight in the face and said, ‘If you do, I’ll never forgive you.’ He was going to die. And worse yet, he was going to die hating me. Because I called.”

‘With his body full of tumors, he kept working. He wanted to be normal. He just wanted to be a cop.’: Wife’s tremendous grief after husband’s pancreatic cancer diagnosis

“Sounds were coming out of her mouth. I assume they were words, but I can’t remember any of them. I do, however, remember her face. She took a deep breath before she said it. She cocked her head to the side. She slightly shrugged her shoulders. I remember she made this weird sound before she delivered the news. I remember Chad’s reaction, and I remember feeling like I had just been hit by a truck.”

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