How Peer Support Has Helped
Connie Moyer Surviving Spouse of Patrolman Marvin Moyer

We were together for forty years and enjoyed living as individuals and as a couple. Years ago, I was referred to as “Scott’s wife” but after being active in our community and taking on leadership responsibilities, later in our marriage he became “Connie’s husband” which he often said was a true honor.
He taught me to have fun and I taught him to love unconditionally. We brought balance to each other by his strengths filling my weaknesses and my strengths filling his weaknesses. It was truly a match made in heaven. Yes, we barked at one another, but early on in our marriage he was adamant to follow the philosophy to “not let the sun go down on your anger”. Each and every night we would be sure that the other knew they were loved and appreciated! Our very favorite place in the world was lying next to one another. Soaking in the sense of security and appreciation that we needn’t tackle the outside world alone.
On our daughter’s birthday, my soul-mate left my arms and entered into Jesus’s arms. With no children living in the home to fulfill my time, I dived into my work and ran hard. Actually, running from myself. I missed his smell, I missed his laugh, I missed my life and no matter how hard I tried I could not find satisfaction. At age 60, NEVER in my life had I ever felt so vulnerable and lost.
One year later while attending National Police Week I was encouraged to attend the Spouses Retreat. Being obedient to the nudging, I took the trip to Potosi. Never had I traveled alone so this was definitely out of my comfort zone. While on the airport shuttle some survivors noticed my luggage had the blue C.O.P.S. ribbon and instantly made me feel welcome.
At one point while sitting alone in the dining room this woman plopped down beside me and started engaging. She was so precious and I would see her from time to time during that weekend. She would always she would reach out with a warmth that was so genuine. As different as we were, a kindred spirit was definitely identified. As the days continued more and more gals would uplift me with their stories and presence. I suddenly noticed that the feeling of vulnerability and sense of lost was becoming dimmer.
When I returned home many of these gals continued nurturing our friendships. Even encouraging me to become active in my local Chapter which lead me to attend Chapter Training. There I found some of my “peeps” but quickly found added friendships. All the while noticing that these relationships were filling that darkness that I had been experiencing with a light. A light of hope and a sense of accomplishment as I began helping others.
To say I miss my husband is such an understatement, but what I have gained is PRICELESS. I now have sisters whom I dearly love all across this country.
This article is dedicated first to my precious Sister-In-Blue Linda, and then to each and every one of my sisters who helped me realize that Faith and Friendships are how we endure the hardships in life. I am so indebted to each of you.
Connie Moyer
Surviving Spouse of Patrolman Marvin Moyer
Lancaster Police Department
EOW 5/26/2017
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