This time of the year is quite bitter/sweet for me. While i always look forward to the Cheltenham Festival, my mother (herself a keen punter, to very small stakes) died on Gold Cup Day in 2012 (16th March).
I usually visit the grave on Mother's Day with a bunch of her favourite flowers and, weather permitting, i'll spend a half hour or so reminiscing. I am usually joined by one or more of my daughters so we usually bounce memories off each other and always leave the graveyard with smiles on our faces.