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In 1970, my mother's family adopted an intellectually disabled man named Horace. Horace was 56, and had been in an institution since 1921.

My uncle, who was 19, was working as an orderly at the institution where Horace lived. He only stayed a few months as the abuse he witnessed was too much for him. He had become friends with Horace and told him "I'll come back for you."

Horace replied "They all say that."

By that Christmas, Horace lived with my uncle and his family. My grandparents did the official adoption. Horace had never seen a Christmas tree, and that was his first real Christmas.

Horace died in 2010, at the age of 96. He laid down for a nap and just slipped away.

At least two generations of children grew up with him. He felt immortal to us. He loved Hot Wheels, pizza, cartoons and to talk to the portrait of my grandparents as he sat in his rocking chair.

He knew everyone's birthday. He loved unconditionally.

He had scars on his back from the institutions. If you asked him about that place, his face would screw up and he'd say "oh, it was a bad place. Bad place."

And for 40 years, he was safe, loved, and happy. He loved us in return.

No point to sharing this. But I still miss his laugh as he held a conversation with a portrait, whispering about his day to the people who had helped rescue him.

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Markiplier, dressed as Miguel O'Hara, was running laps around our house, to which my mother reacted with a terrified scream.

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I'm at a :.|:; for words.

I went to a psychic, and she told me that I would be totally heartbroken in 14 years. 

I felt so bad about this, I went and got a puppy.

Just imagine being Adolin, the resident “normal dude” for a second throughout the books. Oh the crab people you were fighting ? Turns out they’re actually the native people of this world & also fucking your brother. Speaking of brothers, you have an extra one who you already have a homoerotic relationship with but that’s not that big of a deal. He’s also dead right now but he does that all the time so whatever. Your streak of bad luck with dating? Oh look you found the perfect magic wife good job. Just kidding she’s actually like 4 people & also stuck in cognitive purgatory. Also your dad is god, dead & also killed your mom but you got a message from your god-dad saying he was sorry right before he became your dead dad & honestly that’s all you really need. Also also you’re getting slutshamed by your sword, who is now your leg too.

& then you’re still just like “I’m the last normal guy in the age of the radiants”.

Brother.