Open Book Blog Hop: Dropping the Mic’

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Thanks to Stevie Turner for inspiring this. In her post, she challenges bloggers to write about a time when they dropped the mic’. Dropping the mic’ means experiencing a moment of glory. There are several such moments in my life. One stands out and is mentioned in My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds.

When I published my first book, We Shall Overcome, my late husband Bill was confined to a wheelchair as a result of two strokes. I’d written the book several years earlier. Getting it ready for publication was a great way to escape from the stress of being a family caregiver.

One evening during the summer of 2007, I held my first book in my hands for the first time. Bill was sprawled in his recliner, as I removed one of the fifty author copies I’d ordered from the box. “Wow,” I said, as I gazed at the cover image I’d chosen, then turned it over to see my profile picture on the back.

“Let me see it,” said Bill.

He was totally blind, so of course he couldn’t see it, but he could hold it in his hands and share my pride and joy. I handed it to him and described the cover. Despite my limited vision, I could imagine the shit-eating grin that crossed his face when he said, “My wife, the published author.”

I held him. It didn’t matter that he would never walk again, that he could do little for himself and depended on me for everything. I had a man who loved me and a published book.

What about you? Can you think of a time when you dropped the mic’? Please tell me about it. I look forward to reading your stories either in the comment field or on your own blog with a pingback here.

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Author: abbiejohnsontaylor

I'm the author of two novels,, two poetry collections, and a memoir. My work has appeared in various journals and anthologies. I have a visual impairment and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my totally blind late husband who was paralyzed by two strokes. Please visit my website at http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com.

12 thoughts on “Open Book Blog Hop: Dropping the Mic’”

  1. I sure felt elated when I held my premier book, When a Man Loves a Rabbit. I was mowing my lawn when a van drove into my driveway. I went over to find out who it was. The UPS driver gave me two heavy boxes of books and left. I forgot about the lawn as I took the boxes in and held one copy. It was printed just as I wanted it. The photo of my rabbit Gideon grooming my hair made me smile. My fur-clad lad had passed on a year earlier so seeing him made me feel nostalgic. What a remarkable little rascal Gideon was.

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  2. It is very strange how we can share the same things at different times, different places, etc. I too had my book, of which I am the editor and one of the authors, Artful Alchemy: Physically Challenged Fiber Artists Creating, and yes, some of the other authors believe it or not are blind too – one who suffers from Albinism, which causes a different form of blindness. I think there are three who are blind. Others suffer from major physical challenges, and I suffer from PTSD and a few other things that are more physical, like being a cancer survivor too. So when I told my significant other, Richard, the story was similar. Now Richard is not blind, but he has a number of ailments and he had major neck surgery in 2017 after being my caregiver for the cancer in 2016, and he also encouraged me to finish a second degree, this one in Criminal Justice. I have never gotten to use it, though my intention was to become a mentor/advocate for Juvenile Delinquents. Now I have tried to do the same thing for foster children as a volunteer, but what is called an Educational Advocate, for I would only go to the schools and report to the courts on what the child needs, how they are doing in school, etc. or anything similar that I can manage. And he has always been proud of every thing I accomplish and encourages and supports me in every way, so I feel so very fortunate to have him too. His neck surgery has left him with other issues, so I am his caregiver, and since I am a bit of a cougar, he is my caregiver for my issues too now. There is no better thing that I can imagine. I have been married before and divorced, but I never thought I would ever find someone who was so caring and kind-hearted. If he has two dollars, he wants to give them to me, and vice-versa. We look after each other and our six little chihuahua or chi-mix dogs, most all rescues, one cat, two splasher goldfish and two alien catfish. So many good things.

    Tonight someone I know had posted about women’s lib and how it enabled us to do so much. That may have been true for many, but for me, I think I have always pretty much done the things that made me the happiest. I don’t know that any movement or involvement could have changed my life more than it has happened for me, and for that I am eternally grateful. Thank you very kindly.

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