It was quite a joyful reunion this weekend, visiting my mom in London while she was attending classes at the management school, Ashridge, for her PhD program. It was almost as if we were in the US again, attending some sort of intellectual gathering at a luxurious retreat. But after heading back into the city from the infinite shades of green in the countryside for some museums and a bit of site-seeing, it was quite a shock separating again from her. My teary eyes caught even me by surprise and I somehow still feel a bit sentimental thinking about the moment again. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter as the days countdown. I have pictures from both London and Ashridge but not too many from either because the Mom was distracting me and my poor little laptop’s hard drive is getting mighty full.