Grace is not the property of youth or talent. We find the necessary measure where we need it most: in our own good humor, in the love of family, or in the kind act of a friend.
What does grace mean to you?
The "Webster's New World Dictionary " definition is...1. pleasing quality, favor, good will, thanks etc. 2. an attractive quality, feature, manner, etc.
To me, grace is elegance, politeness, a generosity of spirit, the capacity to tolerate or forgive. Grace personified is my friend Beckie and her caregiver Sheila.
These are two women who epitomize poise and dignity.
To Sheila, grace is natural. She never takes things too seriously. She is relaxed, her grace is admirable. She looks after my dear friend Beckie who's picture should be under the definition of grace in the dictionary.
Even in the throes of a terrible mind-altering illness, Beckie retains an easy acceptance of all living things. Although she no longer "remembers" my name, she knows "of" me. There is something that she can trust in our closeness and from time to time a slight flicker of remembrance brings a smile to her face. She still has more concern for her guests than herself, never quite settled until each one has a cup of tea in hand.
She can revert to acting like a small girl some days. She used to recount the story of how put out she was, when, one day, being all dressed up, no one mentioned that she looked "a ducky little girl". Some days she acts anything but "ducky". Even in an outrage, she can usually be brought back by a soothing caress or a quietly spoken encouragement. Grace under fire.
I have never left her, but that she pleads for me to come again and enjoy another day with her. She's always so happy to see me and so complimentary that it makes our visits excruciatingly humbling. She loves her family so much, one of the talents that has defined her over the years. She is one of the most generous women I know.
They say that when you lose your filter, you revert to your true nature. How wonderful and inspiring to know that the woman I instantly fell in love with on first meeting almost thirty years ago, was, and still is, the real deal.
My visits are much less frequent now, but I'm always overjoyed when I do get into the city to see her. When people ask, "Why do you bother visiting her any more? She doesn't even know who you are"....I reply....ah yes, but I remember who she is. This is how I know what grace is.