Resilience entered my life a long time ago and has been at my side since I was a child. Resilience never lets me down when things got tough, daily reminding me of my strength. And Resilience definitely has held my hand throughout the last few years, propping me up, making it possible to get through each day and even excel.
But lately, Grace has been my best friend. She has a different approach to life than Resilience, and sometimes they even fight. Grace folds her arms, goes silent, and waits. Grace always wins.
Grace comes in when the self-imposed deadline passes, and the Sunday Musing is really a Tuesday one. Grace looks at the goals – the stickie notes that litter the desk, monitor, and keyboard; she smiles at the handwritten lists, the to-do application, and endless phone notes. She provides prioritization in goal setting. Rarely is her advice on a list.
Grace enters the room when the laundry is piled on every cushion of the sectional couch so that there is no place to sit. Grace quietly wraps her arms around the dishes, the crap on the counters, and the disorganization. She doesn’t shake her head, or have a knowing glance. She doesn’t need to forgive, because there is nothing to forgive.
Grace understands when the news has to be ignored. When emails or texts go unanswered, she asks no questions. Grace has felt the weight of the world, she knows when the covers of the bed feel like the only protection.
Grace doesn’t need excuses or reasons, she finds all she needs to know in the tears. Grace doesn’t mind if there are wine or pain relievers, but she encourages sleep. Grace lays still when the eyes are heavy. Grace provides healing so Resilience can return.
May you befriend Grace.
May you introduce your friends to Grace.
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