It’s been a rather sentimental week for me, and not just because another Mother’s Day has passed without mine being on this Earth. She’s been gone nearly 17 years. I miss her every day, which is tough sometimes, but I can still think about her and laugh, which is comforting every time. Last Saturday, we went to a birthday party for my youngest great-nephew, Thomas. He’ll be a year old, making this his first trip around the sun. These days, first birthday parties also mark the first time a child gets to taste sugar. Tommy’s was no different. Actually, I think he liked it. A LOT! His face was equal…