On Friday, Cooper, Katie and I had a late lunch at a little Korean place in Plano.
Katie ordered a rice bowl with fish. (She's been a practicing pescatarian since August.) I ordered a rice bowl with chicken and kimchi.
Cooper studied the menu for a while then ordered a spicy pork rice bowl with a fried egg and kimchi.
I laughed and laughed. It was totally a Steve Damm kind of order.
|Coop at Kor-BQ|
Also on Friday, we received a letter from Alpha Tau Omega -- Steve's fraternity at Michigan. The organization isn't yet aware of Steve's death and therefore sent him a certificate for 25 years of membership.
I suppose it's time I send ATO a note about Brother Damm, initiated in 1988.
One of Cooper's middle school coaches passed away this week. Coach Furnas was, by all accounts, a treasured coach and role model. He was 39.
Cooper wasn't sure that he wanted to attend the memorial service. I told him that I would support him either way. I also gently told him that there are no second chances on weddings and funerals. We talked about why it might be good to be around other students and to say goodbye.
He ultimately decided to attend and says he's glad that he did. It's definitely been a rough, fragile, emotional weekend around here. I've taken a lot of deep breaths and asked for an extra measure of patience.
Tomorrow is the first day of school after winter break. A team of counselors will be on campus to visit with students and staff as needed.
In one of our talks this weekend, Cooper and I talked about anger toward God.
I told him that God no doubt can handle all the questions and anger we have. God's love for us never, ever wavers.
O give thanks to the God of heaven, for his steadfast love endures forever.