"One of those" days

It has been two months to they very day, nearly the hour, since I have seen Nick. Wow. TWO FRIGGIN MONTHS. I miss him so much. Literally, my heart aches. I've had a yucky past few days, and it's been so difficult not having him here to just hug me and whisper in my ear those six comforting words that everyone just needs to hear sometimes... "Everything is going to be okay." And I know it will be, things aren't even THAT hard. I'm just on a hormonal roller-coaster. Oh the joys of baby-making capability. I keep saying, "I want a hysterectomy." I now understand why they call it that... By the time you finally get one, you're hysterical. Get it...? I am so grateful for the gospel in times like this. MAN, things would be REALLY sticky if I didn't know that the Lord loves me, knows me and wants me to be happy and successful more than anything else, more than anyONE else. I love my membership in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know it is the true church of Jesus Christ. I know God loves me. I know He loves you. I promise...