I don't think it's hormonal, but I read a book last night and had a cry as the protagonist's husband died and I was in bits thinking that one day DP will be gone before me-he is older and has health conditions so not totally without justification.
We are getting married in a few years and I was looking at readings and poems, and yet again found myself all weepy thinking about how much I adore him and am very lucky to finally meet someone who makes me feel so happy.
I may need some serious waterproof make-up when it comes to the actual day 

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Talk some sense into me people. He's home from work soon, and probably isn't expecting a weeping woman on the sofa 

I am a bit sleep-deprived in my defense!