you know my favorite thing about you? yes, i think you do, i’ve told you many times. it’s your eyebrows. why, you ask? well, i’ll tell you.
mostly because i’m jealous. that’s right, I’m positively green with jealousy. they are so thick and luscious and brooding. about five years ago, society became hyper aware of people’s eyebrows and it became stylish to have thick ones which, unfortunately, i do not. stupid off-trend genes. anyhow, i think yours are just fabulous and it makes me angry that you don’t properly appreciate them. if i were you, i would stare at them in the mirror everyday and thank the eyebrow gods for their generosity. no one else in our family is as blessed in this regard, so please don’t take them for granted.
but on a slightly deeper note (though perhaps not as important), i have many more favorite things about you. for example, your creativity. or your kind disposition, or your heart for social justice and desire to understand the bible and to really see people and learn how they function. you are always my favorite company, and i miss you quite a lot.
oh, and don’t even get me started on your long eyelashes, which you also don’t properly appreciate. that would just make me all sorts of mad.