Saturday morning, I woke up and went to the Temple while the boys went with their dad. I haven't been on a Saturday morning in I can't remember how long. I usually go on a week night. Now I remember why. It was packed. Lots of weddings, lots of couples, lots of families - lots of exactly what you should find in the Temple.
There is a certain portion of the temple "program" that talks about chastity. It gets me every time. Now, I just pull out my tissue before it comes so that I'm prepared for the ugly cry that I do. As I sit there, alone, and listen to the words about chastity and husbands and wives, I just can't quite get through it without breaking down. I sat in the Celestial Room and prayed and prayed. I am grateful for my recommend that allows me to go and feel close to my Heavenly Father and Savior and gain some peace.
One day I'll be able to get through a session without sobbing my eyes out.