My dear, sweet neighbor Charles (who lives with his son Mike, blind, with high functioning Autism) brought me a Christmas present tonight... a story he typed himself from memory, from a Canadian radio show.. a story about a family, and all the hilarity of being part of one.

http://www.voicebase.com/voice_file/public_detail/73195

I read Charles's synopsis, and with laughing tears in my eyes, I was grateful, that my sweet neighbor thought of us on this dark day. Thought about the family with young children next door, and wanted to cheer us up. I hope it cheers you up, too. Charles' sweet gesture reminded me that the world is made up of people, and that people, if we choose to, can love one another, and support one another through the most difficult of times.
I am grateful that my 4yr old and 6 yr old are being naughty, trying to find any excuse to get out of bed tonight. How I love them. How I grieve for those who lost so much today.