How do we make sense of the inexplicable? With the holidays coming up I keep thinking about the presents curtained away for the sweet, innocent children, who have been killed in a senseless shooting in Connecticut. How their parents even cope, I don't know. Heavy hearts have to deal with the loss of their precious babies. Being a mother of two I feel the darkness of those families. But there's not much I can do. Each day that passes by, each prayer, each small thing will bring us one small step closer to healing. That and prayers that something like that won't ever happen again....