by mrstdj | Oct 3, 2014 | Death of MrTDJ, Internet Thangs
So, I got dissed a few weeks ago. Yup, dissed. Old school 70’s and 80’s babies can appreciate the deepness of a wound that requires me to use a form of the word dis. After the dis, I allowed my feelings to be hurt for 1.2 seconds before shaking my head from side to...
by mrstdj | Sep 4, 2014 | Autism Spectrum Disorder, Death of MrTDJ, Family Time, Little MrTDJ, Me and the Parents, Relationships
I’ve been unable to write for several weeks. As the frequency of my sad days and migraines increase, I must acknowledge today as one heck of a “Throwback Thursday.” Today, September 4, 2014 marks what would have been my 10th wedding anniversary. ...
by mrstdj | May 6, 2014 | Death of MrTDJ, Insomnia Ramblings, Little MrTDJ, Relationships
Daydreaming, Aretha Franklin “He’s the kind of guy that would say
Hey, baby let’s get away
Let’s go some place, huh
Where I don’t care
He’s the kind of guy that you give your everything
You trust your heart, share all of your love
Till...
by mrstdj | Jan 13, 2014 | Autism Spectrum Disorder, Death of MrTDJ, Family Time, Little MrTDJ
There is a tiny part of me that can’t actually believe that LittleTDJ turns 5 years old today. I’ve been accepting and rejecting this for the last couple of weeks. Five years old. A milestone of a birthday. His birthday makes me reflect upon a time...
by mrstdj | Dec 5, 2013 | Death of MrTDJ, Entertainment, Relationships
If you haven’t seen the movie “The Best Man Holiday”, you’ll need to stop reading now because this post contains spoilers. Big ones. And if you haven’t seen it, why not???? You should fix that ASAP! If you’re not familiar with this film or part 1,...
by mrstdj | Sep 24, 2013 | Autism Spectrum Disorder, Death of MrTDJ, Little MrTDJ
It’s late, almost 4am, and I’m watching LittleTDJ sleep and I love that he can enjoy peaceful sleep from time to time. He’s had trouble sleeping at night since MrTDJ passed away. At the time of his passing, our son was 3.5 years old and he had about 50 words in his...
