For those of you that read my blog, you know that the month of May was going to be a hard month for me. With birthdays, Mother's Day, Graduations, parties, and so much more, this has been something I've dreaded. It is one of the reasons I haven't blogged in a while. I've been handling my grief in what I think to be a reasonable manner. There have been tears this month but for the most part, I've kept it together. One of the first events in May was one that I hadn't expected. It almost put me into a tailspin. I was asked to go testify for a friend in court. Without getting into all the details, it was a custody case that involved domestic violence, among other things. When I got up to testify, the judge began to question me. I found it incredibly odd, until he asked "Has something major happened in your life in the last year, say, the death of a child?" My body went numb as I answered him. He asked her name and age. I began to cry. And then the real