Love you because you put me in my rightful place…

The Beautiful South

I love you because you’re always there for me.

I love you because if I stumble, you’re there to pick me up and dust me off.

I won’t say you always understand me, but I know you always try to.

I’m not afraid to take risks, because I know you’re behind me.

I love you because you’re my staunchest cheerleaders. You’ve always supported me and rode to my rescue more times than I’d care to count.

You’ve never missed a recital, play, concert or match.

I love that you’re always there with sage advice, but still let me make up my own mind.

You can always make me laugh, even when things are so lousy I’m convinced I’ve almost forgotten how.

I love you because you’re unconditionally accepting of me, neuroses, foibles and all.

You trust me and you trust my judgment. You’ve taught me to trust others.

You’ve taught me patience, tolerance, open-mindedness, diplomacy, morals, table manners, how to ride a two-wheeler and (painfully) my times tables. (36, dammit! 36!)

You tell me how much you love me.

I love you because you love me. I love you because you let me love you back.

You know, I’d probably hang out with you guys even if we weren’t related.

We’re family. And I love you.