Dear Mama DeBanc,

There's a sentence people say that to each other a lot--all sorts of people.  Lovers, parents, siblings, best friends, extended family, other sorts of leadership... There are many different types of love, but all of them are expressed with the same three-word sentence. 

I love you.

Well right now I want to say that to you, Sarah DeBanc.  To the readers of this blog... not even positive if you're one of them xD  Perhaps today's not a good day.  Perhaps you won't believe me.  But it's the truth--something I try to share as much as possible on this blog since it doesn't happen much in real life.

I love that you think of everybody's feelings and seem to be able to put yourself in their shoes well
I love that I can tell you anything
I love that when I sleep over at your house you pull out the scriptures (maybe even the Lego Bible if I'm lucky) and read to me from them
I love how we're part of an imaginary family at school
I love it when we complete each other's sentences or say the same thing at the same time
I love the weird yet awesome breakfasts you make me
I love that when you give me compliments I actually believe you
I love when you let me lay in your lap and start to play with my hair
I love when you speak to me like I matter
I love that we borrow clothes from each other
I love trying to come up with ideas for awesome gifts for you
I love your taste in music
I love that you spend time with me
I love days when we wear coordinating outfits 
I love that you share your mom
I love our countless inside jokes
I love how you know all of my secrets
I love that I get the privilege of knowing you better than anyone
I love how you can be a best friend, a sister, or even a mom depending on what I need at the moment

I love caring about someone,

whether or not they care about me.