Next Tuesday, May 17th, would have been my beloved Grandma’s 100th birthday. She died 11 months ago.
In honor of my grandma’s memory, I am sharing a little story and something very important to me.
First, the story.
About 9 or 10 years ago, when Gma was a bit more lucid, I sat down with her to ask her some questions about her life. Even though I had known her all my life, she still managed to surprise me with some of her answers.
I asked her her greatest accomplishment, and she said that besides her children, being editor of Westways Magazine was her greatest feat.
I asked her if she wanted to be reincarnated as anything. I assumed she would roll her eyes at me and tell me to stop talking nonsense–she always laughed at spiritual questions. But instead, she grew quiet and thoughtful for a moment, and she replied that she’s always had a great affinity for little birds.
I asked her if she had any regrets.
I assumed she would say “of course not!” because she always lived her life to the fullest.
In fact, she told me that she regretted not publishing more of her own writing.
What an interesting and beautiful regret!
There was no man who got away in her life. There were no stories of ruined friendship or missed trips to Paris. She didn’t long to see New York just one more time, and she didn’t say anything about wishing she went to college. No, my Gma’s only regret was that she didn’t share more of herself with the world. She wished she focused more on her writing, she wished she paid attention to honing her skills, she wished she took her talent more seriously, and she wished she put herself out there more.
I take that bit of wisdom very much to heart in sharing this next item with you.
Next Tuesday night, May 17th, I will be hanging a collection of my art at Ula Cafe’s art gallery. It is the very first time I will show my work to the public, and it just so happens that the first date I can hang my work falls on Gma’s 100th birthday.
I am happy, I am sad, I am scared, I am rejoicing–I’m a big jumbled up mess! But I am heeding my Gma’s words and sharing more of myself with the world.
For the past 11 months, I have felt compelled toward creativity. I’ve drawn more, I’ve written more, I’ve painted more. This moment, this season, feels like an appropriate time to finally open up and share my art with the world.
Friends, if any of you are in the area and happen to have the evening free, I’d love it if you joined me at Ula pre-hanging from 5pm to 6pm or at Bella Luna for cocktails afterwards (probably at 7:30ish).
And for everyone who can’t make it, I’ll post photos! Your love and support from afar means the world to me.
May we all share ourselves and our art with the world in meaningful ways.