April is a really hard month for me, because my mother passed away the day before Easter, four years ago. It has gotten easier with time, and I’m almost to the point where I can enjoy the holiday again, and smile while remembering all of the Easter fun we had when she was alive, instead of crying. I don’t know if I’ll ever stop missing her, especially during special times of the year that remind me of her. But I do know that at some point, the pain will go away, and I’ll be able to think of her – and smile.