It's November 27, 2015, the day after Thanksgiving. The weather is impossibly warm at close to 70 degrees. John and Carl have been sent outside to start decorating for Christmas. I go out front to see how things are coming along... there are some containers with lights but no Carl, no John, no activity. I start walking toward the back yard, and as I round the corner I see John throwing a football. My heart fills with joy and gratitude to see John and Carl tossing the football, something they haven't done in a few years. Christmas lights can wait, life is good.
