Saturday was our one month anniversary, and I made dinner and a friend helped me set it up with candles and flowers. Her daughter was our waiter and also helped me cook. She loved it and surprised me with a promise ring of my own after I had given her one the night before. She also brought a bag with the cutest gifts. We know that we'll be getting married in 2022, only waiting because her son and his fiancé are getting married next year and we want to honor their time. I've never been loved or accepted like this, and sometimes it's a bit overwhelming abs hard to process. It feels so natural, so at home when I'm with her, and home is where I most like to be. My depression is also in control, and normally my anxiety is too. I love her so much it hurts sometimes, and I'm sure glad she wanted to put a ring on it.