never too old


Happy Mother’s Day, friends! I hope you’re enjoying the day, doing exactly what you want to be doing!

A couple of days ago, I posted about Prince and grief and not waiting to do the things you want to do in life, about seizing the it, whatever that may be for you. I’ve thought about this a lot over the last year, and I’ve been talking to people about regrets. Did I have any? Did they?

When I was in my early twenties, a friend offered to give me his bass guitar amp. I didn’t have a bass, much less know how to play one, but still I toyed with the idea of accepting his amp, buying a bass guitar, learning how to play it, and joining an all-female band. I certainly spent enough time at 7th Street Entry to imagine that maybe I could be on the stage rather than in the audience. But I didn’t take the amp, didn’t buy a bass, didn’t learn to play.

Over the years, I’ve thought about it, about how I wish I’d just done it. In recent conversations with friends and Donny, that’s the regret I’ve named. All of them have said that it’s not too late. I agreed, but realistically, I didn’t think I’d do it. Buying a bass guitar? What?! It was a cost I could not justify. And when would I practice?

This morning, Donny and the girls brought me breakfast in bed—berries and a latte. I read their beautiful cards, marveled at Zoe’s crazy-hair plant that she made for me at school. Then they wanted to know if I wanted my present right then (it was downstairs).

“I’ll wait,” I said.

But then Zoë said, “Can I play with your present?” And I thought of the wording in Donny’s card that had something to do with music, and I suddenly thought, No way. He couldn’t have!

“Oh my God,” I said. “I need to see the present.”

We all ran downstairs, and they pulled a blanket from this huge box in the middle of the living room, and it was this:



I couldn’t believe it. I can’t believe it. I am almost 44 years old, and I just got my first bass and amp. And I’m seizing this, my friends. I’m going rock this out!

What are those things that have been calling to you? Are you ready to listen?


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