For example, just from the past few weeks:
When Cooper, Katie and I sat in the front row at Foundation United Methodist Church in Temple for my mom's memorial service
When we were visiting with the Pry-Beckas and Will asked Cooper a goofy question and Cooper didn't speak -- only replied with a total Steve Damm smirk
When I learned that Katie has dyslexia (though I know she will be fine and that we are fortunate that she already compensates well for her learning disability)
When I rediscovered an old lab report from chemotherapy days
When hilarious/shocking/heartbreaking/uplifting moments happen at school and I want to tell him
When Katie received awards for a poem and pastel drawing for this year's PTA Reflections contest
When Cooper helped a woman at Tom Thumb, and our cashier praised his kindness until the tips of his ears turned red
When there are overlapping meetings/appointments/practices and we need logistical help
When the seventh-grade science fair project is due
When the Christmas music at church is so powerful that it brings tears to my eyes
When I'm re-watching Anchorman in anticipation of the (quite possibly awful) sequel
When we're hanging Christmas ornaments that tell dozens of stories of the past 20 years
When I remember that 20 years ago this Christmas we were engaged
When Katie tells me she can't remember his voice
When Cooper asks questions about how much treatment Steve had for his cancer because he didn't know at the time and/or doesn't remember
Of course, all of those moments don't crowd out the joy of our days. I simply live with the absence instead of fighting it or ignoring it. And I get to live with the two best reminders of Steve.
Merry Christmas!
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