I would do anything for you.  I would play any role for you.

When you're sad, I want to make you laugh.  You can count on me to say the first thing that pops into my head to make you laugh so hard you spit out your milk (or your problems, whichever is necessary).

When you're pissed off, I want to kick their ass... unless it's me, then you'll just have to get in line with all the other people who are mad at me.

I will help you connect the dots.  Then I will go back and erase the lines if you're not ready to see the whole picture.

When you succeed, I will be the loudest cheerleader on the sidelines - just ask anyone within ten miles of one of Eva's soccer games.

When you make a decision that I disagree with, I will keep my mouth shut and my fingers crossed.  Because, ultimately, this is your life and I'm just along for the ride until you kick me off.

If you fail, I will pick you up off the ground, dust you off, and help you find a better way to get the job done.

I am loyal to the end and committed to a fault.  Whatever you need, I will be right there with my bag of tricks.  Or a box of cookies - whatever is called for.

And, I will love doing all of this for you.  You will never hear me complain about taking care of you. 

But, sometimes, I wish you knew that the one who's pulling out all of the stops to take your mind off of your troubles could use a laugh herself.  That the one who will drop everything to help carry your load, sometimes has too much on her shoulders already.  That I would never tell you this because that might make you stop coming to me for help.  And, sometimes, the hand reaching out for my help is the only hand I've seen in months.