I know exactly what you mean! I lost my mom about 15 years ago. She died in September, but it always hits me on her birthday, St. Patrick's day. She would have been 61 this year. It all hit me pretty hard this year, and I had a day and a half of feeling almost numb with the emotional pain of it all. Making matters even worse, I was saddened by the realization of the fact that she will not get to meet her grandchildren, the oldest turned 4 in February. I really try hard to not let it get me down so much, and the past few years I have managed it pretty well, but this year I lost it. I try to hold it together so hard, because my wife's birthday is 3-18, and my step-mom's birthday is 3-15. The good thing out of it is that when I finally bounced back, it has been REALLY good! I'm worn out physically from a lack of sleep, and a shit-ton of work and preparing to go out of town for a few days this weekend, by with the other stuff going on, I have been feeling really good! All I have to offer you guys is prayers for comfort. They say it get's easier, that time heals all wounds. I disagree. Time only pushes the wounds back out of sight. When they do pop back up, look out, it's pretty tough.