My precious boy T.J. left this world in 2010. He was 16. Since then, as each September rolls around my heart begins to get heavier and heavier as I anticipate his birthday. I do my best to shift my focus to the immense joy the day brought to me 24 years ago when T.J. burst into the world as a nearly 10-pound ball of energy. He was a force from the minute he was placed in my arms and we were so grateful for this amazing blessing. T.J. was always T.J.—never less, always more.