To you, and you, and you.

The holidays have me thinking about the things I'm thankful for. Mostly, I find myself being most thankful for the people, just the best people. Somehow it seems I got all the good ones. There are some lousy ones thrown in there too, but the good ones more than make-up for their nonsense.

Out of the 7 billion people on this planet, I'm certain the best ones are mine.
The best people are all mine.

the best to hug, and hold tight
the best at giving good advice
the very best to laugh with
the best to call when you're crying
the best to tackle and wrestle to the ground when you're angry
the best for keeping secrets
the best to borrow clothes from
the best to wink at
the best at listening - even when it's my same stories again, and again
the best to learn lessons from
the best at letting me learn my own lessons when I do something really stupid
the best at worrying about me
the best at giving forehead kisses, when they are most needed
the best to just sit with
the best.

Yeah, you can wreck yourself

You can call me names
You can swear and say I'm the one to blame.
You can raise your voice
You can roll your eyes
Honey, I'll still love you Anytime.