As the daughter of an athlete, I was raised with the concept “It is
not whether you win or lose, but how you play the game.”
Throughout my life I have held on to this mindset. Like many
households, we were not a wealthy family who vacationed to exotic
destinations, rather we spent our weekends and summers as a
family immersed in sports and bonding while playing a board game.
Although I was not the oldest sibling in my family and therefore less
likely to understand the rules and strategies involved in winning the
game, I remember fondly the excitement of gathering to play and
the simple joy of choosing a playing piece. I was excited to see
what would come up on the roll of the dice and enjoyed the
surprises and challenges each game encapsulated. I fondly
remember the funny jokes that my brothers told while playing and
the dearness of playing with my Grandmother included. It was
always surprising to me to encounter the reaction of other kids who
were upset they didn’t win. Instead they allowed there enjoyment
of the game to be hinged upon who was in the lead or how much
money their fellow players were accruing. Personally, winning was
always a thrill, but playing the game was the cherished experience.
I believe that life with all its pitfalls and travails is full of many daily
treasures, if only we are willing to keep our minds and hearts open
to the world around us. I whole heartedly agree with the sage
words of Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Life is a Journey, not a
destination.” These personal ideals are the inspiration for my self
portrait retrospective series “Games of my Life.”