Cactus Alley (Volume #17)

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  • Title: Cactus Alley (Volume #17)
  • Author: Natalie Taylor
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  • Page: 191
  • Format: Paperback

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Cactus Alley (Volume #17)

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  1. Any time I meet someone new, at some point he or she discovers that I am a mom and I do not wear a wedding ring No matter what else I have to offer to the world, this image of having a child and no wedding ring still startles people I m a single mom, I say Usually I get a really lighthearted, Oh An Oh that is said with this really nice ring to it where as the speaker of the Oh is trying to impress upon me that they are not judging me They are completely accepting of me and my baby mama ness They are okay with these things They are forward thinking, open minded people Eventually they ask something like, Well does your son have a relationship with his father, or Does his dad help you out at all And then I have to say, Actually, I m a widow And then the person goes white or their eyes widen and they just stare at me and I end up feeling like a jerk because they don t know what to say No, no, it s fine, I stammer, I mean it s not fine, but we re fine, I m mean we re okay and in all of my stammering, this poor person is trying to say something nice Oh my I am so that is so but I feel bad for them because I somehow feel like I ve roped them into this emotional experience and now we have to talk about it and I have to make them feel like they have nothing to feel sorry about Sometimes this whole ordeal is so exhausting and predictable that I tell myself I should just wear my wedding ring to avoid these awkward situations But I can t wear my wedding ring I can t wear it because I m not married I am a widow You would think after three and a half years of dealing with the loss of my husband, there would be other wonderful things on which my identity could rest I m a teacher, I have a wonderful son, I m a writer now too But somehow, whenever I sit down to work out a problem or tell my life story, it always comes back to the same thing I am a widow So, let s just start there Three and a half years ago I lost my amazing husband, Josh, in an accident He was Carveboarding down a cement embankment and he lost his balance and hit his head He fell in such a way that killed him nearly instantly Now, I m sure, like the rest of the world, you re thinking, Well, what on earth is he doing going down a cement embankment on a board on wheels that wobble with no helmet And sure, that is legitimate question, but clearly you don t know Josh He was king of tricky stunts He loved activities that involved risky, challenging situations where he had to use his own body and brain to figure them out And the craziest part is, we never worried about him He had such impeccable balance and such confidence in his own abilities, no one batted an eye when he built a ramp off the end of the dock at Elk Lake and went flying down it on a bicycle for an eight year old No one gasped in worry when he back flipped off a fifty foot cliff over the Salmon River in Idaho He was always all right, except for this one blink of a moment that ended up costing his life At the time of the accident, I was five months pregnant with our first child A month prior to Josh s death, we found out we were having a boy Josh kept insisting that we should name him something ridiculous like Cougar or Hawk I nodded politely at all of his stupid ideas, knowing full well that if I was carrying this boy for nine months and I was going to be the one delivering him, I sure as hell would have the final say on the name Oddly enough, I got my wish, just not in the way I had planned Kai Joshua Taylor was born on October 18, 2007 In the months following Josh s death and after the birth of Kai, I kept a journal I had these crazy things in my head and I had to get them out I couldn t exactly call my mom every five minutes and tell her why I was crying for the seventeenth time that day and it was only nine a.m though she would have listened And I did go see a psychologist, but I had a lot than one hours worth of stu

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