Ugh, another Spring. Spring is a tough time, and this Spring has been especially hard for me to be thinking about my mom and how much I miss her. What has been great about this Spring is that I have had lots of lovely visits from so many of my family members. My dad, my brother, and my sister-in-law, my mother and father-in-law, and several others have come the distance to our remote village in the UK to visit us. And then there was British Mother's Day, then a month later there was American Mother's Day, and then my mother's birthday, all in a row. Then there was a family wedding from my mom's side of the family. Weddings are wonderful, and it was amazing to see my wonderful family members who went to Austria from oceans away. The wedding was the son of my mother's brother (my cousin) and it was a very difficult weekend for me, not only because every wedding I go to with my dad is difficult because there is always dancing, and there is my dad sitting all by himself during the slow songs, etc. Then there was the weird factor of people saying "And how do you know the bride and groom?" And of course I have to then say, "um, well, Ben's father is my mother's brother, but she died a few years ago." What a way to end a conversation and be the wedding buzzkill girl. Needless to say, I have taken a hiatus from this project of trying to uplift people who have lost a parent, lest I drag people down into my funk. I am now back, and will be coming up with some witty and uplifting advice ASAP.