I don't know how to deal with this. We are mourning here in Connecticut. 20 babies (5 and 6 year old's are babies to me) murdered. This is the what always gets me about Christmas, the other half of the story, or maybe it's the middle. The baby born, then killed. Then there's Resurrection, God I hope there's something. 20 murdered babies. It just sucks. 18 miles from me. My niece and nephew live there. They were safe. Merry Christmas to all. Some of us have lost ones close to us. Some of us bearing the unbearable. If nothing we believe in is true, then all we ever had is each other. Either way, we all have each other, and hope. I hope. I hope. I really hope. There's got to be more. Merry Christmas and hope to all that suffer and need or want. Merry Christmas.