I am so used to being with my husband every second of every day (except for work of course.) Trevor is away on research. I have truly realized the meaning of our vows. We have to be together until death do us part, not until research do us part!! I really can't handle life without Trevor. It all began when I was a baby. My mom stayed at home with me and created the monster known as Brittney. She would only leave me to work out. She would stand me in the gym daycare, with my baby bag, toys, etc. and go workout. Upon her return, an hour or so later, I would be in the exact same position as she left me. She then enrolled me in 3 year old, half day preschool. I cried every single day and every day I was sent to the Principal's office. The principal loved me so much that she took it upon herself to feed the monster. Literally... She would take me to run errands, play with puppies, go shopping, and go out to eat. My mom soon unenrolled me in 3 year old, half day preschool. I later cried every first day of school's eve. I cried every day of summer camp. I cried every day of my sister's first year of college. I cried every day of my first year of college. I cried every night of my 6 month, one bedroom living experience. With all of that said, I have trouble being alone and being away from the one's I love. Trevor, please come home!