She’s got my back in any situation.
She will gently tell me when I’m wrong, and rejoice with me over life’s small victories.
She hurts for me when I’m hurt, and always knows the right thing to say.
She’s wise beyond her years, and has a conscience that rivals that of Mother Teresa.
She stands up for me regardless of the consequences, whether I’m 9 or 29.
She understands the standards I set for myself, because she sets the same level for herself.
She sees the best in me, even when I can’t see it in myself.
She talks me through a rough day, and is my sounding board when life gets crazy.
She keeps all my secrets, and gives me the security I need to endure.
She can read all my facial expressions, and shares the same mannerisms.
She can finish most of my sentences and read most of my thoughts.
She can be straightforward and tell me the truth, even when it hurts.
She never tries to hurt me, but always builds me up.
She loves me unconditionally, regardless of my moodiness, lack of make-up or if I’ve gained 5 pounds.
She can make me laugh quicker than anyone I know.
She loves God, and out of that, she loves people.
She never gives up, even when she is behind. She finishes strong.
She truly wants the best for me.