It's been a theme this week, seemingly. Mid-week, I attended the funeral of a co-worker and friend of my father. Even though I didn't have a strong connection to the man, I found myself getting a bit emotional anyway, perhaps even more than at my own Mother's funeral. Much of it came from identifying with friends and family of the deceased and their loss, though my tiny touch of depression didn't hurt either.

As mentioned earlier, my Mother is deceased, so for the last few years, Mother's Day has been represented by bringing flowers to her grave. Afterward I lightened the mood by ,together with my Father and  shoulung (a mother in SL, I might add) for dinner and a movie (Iron Man 3 - pretty good.)