A break from regular programming

Some of my fellow Goats haven't been having such a splendid start to 2010, so all the !new year! new decade! optimism has been a tad lost on me. There's just so much fuckery everywhere one looks, and frankly, it's hard to feel optimistic.

Then I read this:

Later, another child approached Judah and asked in a worried voice, “Your daddy died?”

Judah nodded.

“Does that mean he’s not coming back?”

Judah put his hand on the other child’s shoulder. “Yes, but it’s O.K.,” he said. “I’m alive. You’re alive. Want to play?”

Out of the mouths of babes, my friends. "It's OK. You're alive. I'm alive. Let's play."

Here's wishing good humour, good friends and a good dose of perspective to everyone this year.

Could I Forgive Him One Last Time? [NY Times]

[Link through Jezebel]