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Trying to keep it positive

Now, if you don't have time to read, I suggest you stop now because I'm expecting this to be a pretty lengthy post. Also add to that, I will be posting a famous blog entry from the past just to reflect and remember. LOL. So, yeah, I'm making no excuse for my absence. You all know I've had major issues on my plate recently and this is really the first oppurtunity I've had to update in a couple of months. SO, without farther a mountain dew, This is act 3 of The life of Tommy D.

Mommy's Mojo: So, my mother had a very difficult adjustment to not being able to hear. Now, this is where I know our lord is there and hear our prayers. I mean, we had Gobs and tons of people praying for our situation. So, one day I was playing with this stupid bird toy and my mother comes rushing up to me and said she could hear that bird. Since that day, her hearing has improved, though very little at a time. She was fitted for a new hearing aid because there is hope that there was a deep infection that cause the loss in the first place, and though damaged, the infection has pass and in all there is some salvagable hearing ability. I would like to extend such a warm thanks to all of those who prayed and/or gave my mother and I words of encouragement or thought. May god bless you all.

Kalifornia Kevin: So, he was calling everyday, and just as expected they begin to get less frequent. And then came the call I dreeded! The call I knew would be made one day, but I didn't expect so soon. He calls me at work and we talk as usual. Then he mentions MARCO. Yes, his "friend" who has spent the night with him. And he preceed to tell me that they have kissed, but nothing else! Yeah, I hung up. Come on now, you guys knows how emotional I am as it is. And he calls me ON MY JOB. So, I put on that strong Tommy front as I've done for years, but this time it did not work. I tried to get work done, but I just burst into sudden tears. I was shocked and angry with myself for doing so, but I couldn't stop. My employees started looking at me and asking what's wrong. I just said nothing. I mean, I've not cried like that in so long, and I could not stop. I mean, I cried so much that my face was in pain. About 2 hours later, I stopped crying and I continiued on and went home.
A couple days pass and I don't speak to him. And then, I just picked up the phone when he called and acted as if everything was ok. And, in actuality, it was. Just like that, I was ok with him and Marco. I think in my mind, I prepared for that moment even before Kevin left for California. So, he does go on to tell me that they are official, and I'm okay with that. Yeah, I know it seems pretty anticlimatic. Well, it's life. Sometimes you just get over things you never thought you would.

May I buy a Val: So, all this stuff I'm going thru and I wanted to take the time to acknowledge a very special person. My friend Valerie. With out Valerie, my days of defeat would have been unbarable. She's the driving force in my life that has helped me thru all of the down points in my life recently. She's never let me get to low. She was there for me and I really could count on her. She's such a beautiful person and the best friend a depressed queer could ever have. thank you so much for being by my side even when I've been a total bitch to you and everyone. I love you so much!!

Damn, shouldn't have taken sleeping pills: I planned on posting more, but I stupidly took sleeping pills so I can get up in the morning for church and they are taking a hold of me. I want to post a journal entry from the past. I don't know why. I just feel I owe you loyal Tommy fans a little something. I WILL post by next Monday, I swear it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU SEXY MEXY!
Thank you and God bless all you beautiful people.


Written by thomasdimera

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