In 2004, my paternal grandmother was laid to rest. One of her many talents was working with beads. This piece was handed down to me – it had parts that were broken, although the repairs would be minor they took me 13 years to complete.
Why? You might ask…because until now I couldn’t bear to look at it without my heart breaking. Vera Dyess was the most amazing woman to me- Her smile would light up a room and her voice was as sweet as anything on earth. Her letters were always kind and full of love and then she was gone.
Today, I opened the wrapped piece and made the repairs to the best of my ability.
Today and from this day forward on, I will display a piece of her art as a reminder that talent is to never be hidden and neither is love.