Life on Canvas: Grandparents give time and wisdom
Last summer, we welcomed our son into the world. Not only is he our first child, but also the first grandchild on both sides of the family. So much love surrounds him.
Becoming a mother has given me a fresh perspective. Looking to the future, not just my own but also my son’s, I wonder about the young man he will grow into. What truths do I leave him with? How do I fully show him unconditional love? As these questions and more fill my mind, I look to my parents and to their parents. I am reminded of their love for one another, as well as their love for others. I reflect on and soak in the wise words they have given me.
One piece of advice my grandparents shared is that time is precious – not just time itself, but how that time is spent. I hold on to this truth as I pursue my own career as a full-time artist as well as a full-time mother. I am thankful that I can bring my son into my studio, listening to him play while I paint. I know not everyone has this opportunity, so I do not want to take this sweet (and precious) time for granted. As parents, may the time we do get to spend with our children be full of joy and growth, for all parties. As they learn from us, may we also learn from them.
Looking at the way our children view the world – their thoughts less complex, their eyes full of wonder – we, as parents, learn a great deal. We can teach them math, but they can teach us how to divide our worries, embracing the simple joys in life. May we embrace what truly brings happiness. And may our love stand true to the end. As our children grow up, they will be inspired by our love and hopefully pass it on to their children and their children's children. In the rush of everyday life, it’s easy to lose sight of the future. Thinking about decades from now may seem like a waste, but what is the purpose of parenthood if not for the future of our children?
As my parents share stories of their childhood, they paint my grandparents in a bold and joyful light. The mark they imprinted on their children and grandchildren is one of love. I can remember the times I ran to my grandparents’ home (they lived a mile behind my childhood home) and my siblings and I would excitedly anticipate the food and games ahead. Now those games and treats are a mere reminder that the true joy is found in my grandparents. Time is indeed precious. I make it a priority to spend time with them, sitting in their presence and gleaning their wisdom.