Well yes it is a song, and yes this is a post about music but the title is actually something I am prioritising in terms of protecting. Grace is a quality I would like to think I hold a little of, and it is the last thing I am prepared to allow the Parkinsons 'Pac Men' gobble up. I had to remind myself of this today as my 12 months of drumming skills vapourised into a random banging of sticks that a 5 year old would achieve with two tooth brushes atop of the family pet dog's head. No please do not try this at home!
So as I sink into the familiar comforting melody that is "nice and sleazy" by the Stranglers I am met with a right leg no longer able to kick the base pedal, a head fog that won't recall the beats, and worst of all a disconnection that I haven't felt before. Drumming draws you into a track. Imagine going to a live gig of your most revered band and then ending up on stage sunk into the heart of it. Lost in music, yes. I can be in any band I like everyday I just need to go on spotify and select.
So today can I tap my way through it, can I find solutions? can I accept it. The answer is yes, yes and yes and this post was one of the things I needed to do, as part of that.
Don't worry I am hanging on to Grace, she is me and I am her.