you know who you are

For coming to my recital and staying for the whole hour long event.
For hanging out with me all weekend and keeping me busy.
For coming to Patriots and Pioneers and being proud of me.
For letting me cry in the living room and just sitting by me.
For getting me flowers.
For bringing me brownies.
For the extra smiles and hugs.

I don't deserve it, but somehow I ended up with a great support system.