You keep me real. You speak grace into my life. You accept my awkwardness, my dryness, my doubt. You let me cry about things that are sad and things that are happy. You make me laugh. You keep me young. You talk with me about God and about boys, all in the same conversation. You give advice. You give the best hugs. You give yourself. You make me laugh. You make me forget the rest of the world and its standards. You encourage me at moments I need it most, even without knowing it. You make funny faces. You make me dinner. You make time for me. You make me laugh. You show me the light of Christ in your words and actions. You spill that light into me when I'm around you. You shop, talk, joke, and pray with me. You dream for me even when I can't imagine it for myself.
You make me laugh.
Thanks.
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