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my smizmar. or my son. Gods... I was here as a regular when he was born. I remember people being excited he was coming. Now he's 16. He's funny, irreverent, kind, loving, smart.. christ he's so smart, he can be annoying, he's passionate. He's a dreamer of great far flung dreams. He's a cynic at times. He's amazing. I can't believe *I* made that. How the hell did that little baby who I didn't know what to do with turn into this person I can't get enough of? Who I love to listen to, even when all he does is talk sports - the opposite of anything I'm even close to curious about. Yet here I sit, in Iowa Hawkeyes colors because he was so happy they won last night and I want him to stay happy. He's my miracle and somedays the only reason I keep trying to win against my fucked up brain. He's worth it.
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