Wow, the last time I wrote was the first time we said "I love you." Even though we're out of the beginning stages of our relationship (that's a matter of opinion, I guess), everything still feels new. I still am in disbelief at someone loving me so much...at being so beautiful to another person...at someone wanting to be with me all the time. So much has happened that I won't even try to write it all. We celebrated our one-month anniversary, though, and it was wonderful. I've been spending the night at his place a lot. I know my mom doesn't like this, but I've realized that I'm 21 and have to stop tiptoeing around her. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Last night I had a really bad headache, and he started massaging me...and my entire body went into complete relaxation, and I just felt perfect. His apartment feels like my second home. I even help take care of Kenny (Matt's dad)...and he really likes me. I just "fit" there. He's met a good portion of my family now, and they really like him. So all is well. I would write more, but I'm feeling kind of gross and need to lie down.