Tonight

I'm sitting here editing photos and listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. The song that is on
 reminds me of my parents and I feel emotional. It has been 154 and 133 days since I hugged them. 

It has been 97 days since I heard their voice. Most days I'm just so happy for them and pray in
gratitude and joy to be their daughter and for their example in my life and the life of our children.
 Every so often though, I am selfish. Like tonight. I miss them something fierce. And three years
 seems painfully long. But I have been promised that if my focus is to use this time to become
closer to my Savior, as they are obviously doing right now, it will, in turn, bring me closer to
them. I'm thankful for that. And for the Holy Ghost that has witnessed to me the truthfulness
 of this gospel. Because it is the one thing that always brings me peace on nights like tonight.