Late at night last week, while trying to stay awake glued to the TV, watching the Chilean miners rescue, watching President Pinera, I started thinking about what matters most to human beings, what qualities I most admire. Dignity, for starts. GRACE. I started thinking about Grace Kelly, and how there are names for girls (in English) like Grace, Hope, Faith.
This wasn't the post I planned to do this morning, but sometimes, things happen and plans change. I don't think this is how Roz would choose to spend her week, but she's coming to London. I'll let her tell you about it herself: twisted embrace.
When I met Roz and her mum last May, early one Sunday morning on Primrose Hill, while she was larking about, leaping in the air, they didn't mention what Roz has been enduring with courage, dignity, and absolutely, ultimately, with grace.
Roz: I've always felt you have this quality that puts you miles above the rest, so I know you will get through this latest challenge. We salute you.