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the smell of my desperation has become a stench

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The dude on the right: That’s my nephew. He’s a long snapper on the BYU football team, looks exactly like my sister, and is the most beautiful human being alive. I do not care one whit if I am gross for saying, WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT MAN. I mean, what hath the Lord wrought with this stunner?

His wife? What is this. The world is not ready for their unborn child due in about two months— WHICH REMINDS ME. I was in the room when this dude was born. He didn’t make a sound when he graced us with his magnificence, but before that I was on the phone with my mom giving a play-by-play because she was out of town. When a machine made a screeching beep for no reason I screamed, “Oh, no! He... he... OH NO!!!” 

And she had a heart attack. I am a shit daughter.

Love you, Mom! 💙
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