We follow her lead of strength. Anna always had a look in her eye as if she knew something no one else did. Now I understand her look; she knew that there was comfort in the small acts of living. My husband wrote a song in the early months of Anna's illness and coined the phrase "holding hands with grace." Even amid struggles that most can't imagine, Anna was holding hands with grace. So we too will find grace.
We'll find comfort when we dig in to things that are hard on the outside and discover the sweetness within.
We will gain strength by passing along joy and compassion to those who come our way.
Grace will appear as we try to maintain balance, maneuvering this new shaky ground.
We will find comfort in routine.
We will gain strength from friends who give us a gentle push to get us back in the swing of things.
We will find joy again even if we have to start with fake smiles to get us there.
And we will cherish the past and keep our family whole through memories, love and faith.
When I close my eyes
and picture you in my mind
I see you living a life of love.
Joy and Peace on your face
'cause you're holding hands with Grace.
- Bo Weevil, September 2011