My name is Kim Mays. I've created this page for my son, Joseph Nicholas Taylor. We called him "Nick". He was only four months short of turning 23 when he was killed. Nick had just become a new father. To a baby girl one month prior to his death. His life was just beginning. He was the happiest I had ever seen him before. His daughter lit the light that shined upon him, and then suddenly, on the night of January 10, 2010, his light grew dim and faded. On that very night, my light grew dim as well.
Nick was the oldest of my three children, all boys. We were very close and very much alike in many ways. He was my most needy of the three, and demanded more of my love and affection than his brothers. I often said that he exhausted me by needing so much of my attention. If only I could take it back. I would do anything today for the phone to ring at midnight, just because he needed to talk. I would love to have him call on me now, just to see what I was cooking for dinner. I miss our talks and our special weekends where he would come and spend the day. I miss the hugs, the kisses, the silly jokes he would play. I miss everything about him. The only thing that I've grown exhausted from is the pain and sadness. It hurts constantly and there's nothing I can do to change that. We all hurt so much still. It's changed our lives in ways that I can't begin to explain. All that I do know is this........there is nothing in this life that hurts as much or feels this bad. Losing my son took the best part of me away. I'm not the same person I was before this happened. I'm someone that I'm just beginning to know and live as. I'm someone different and new. It's been two years and five months since he left, and I'm only now learning how to cope. I don't like it, but I wasn't given that choice. I don't know if it was God's choice that my son had to leave on that night or at another time. I do know that regardless of God's time, my son left on that night to be with Him. God's plan may have been changed at the very moment another man placed his hand on that trigger and pulled it. God stepped in and took my child to be with Him in a much better and safer place. This I do know. My heart has has suffered in the deepest and most painful way, but I know someday, this man will stand before God and the truth will come to the light. I'm only here to share the life which we have been forced to spare. I want his face to be seen for he was and what he meant to our family. Nick wasn't just young man without a life. He was valueable in every way to his family, and now he's gone from us. He might have meant nothing to this man, his accomplices or to those that didn't know him, but he meant everything to us and his new baby. These photos only touch a very small portion of the life he had with us. He had a good life and people that loved him and cared about him deeply. He was special to all those that knew him. He was loved, and now he's missed. Life is precious, and no man has the right to take that from another. Only God has the right to take what He has given, and He doesn't design it to happen through evil. Man's will compromises His plan often and even God hurts as He sees this take place. Someday, I will be with my son again, and until then, I will do everything to keep him alive here. I love you, Nick!