About Grayce


Grayce is for everyone who wants to celebrate being grayced with gray.  This is a platform in which we celebrate all women no matter how much or how little you have been grayced.  Grayce is here to motivate and encourage.  Feel free to read the posts and comment on them.  The community would love to hear from you!

Cynthia J. Maddox



1. To inspire, motivate, empower, and encourage women to accept the beauty and gift of maturity.

2. To start a dialogue  about how liberating being grayced with gray can be and the positive response to it.

3. To feature different women monthly who are willing to tell their story of being grayced with gray.

4.  To encourage spiritual growth.


My Story

It was February 1998.  I was preparing to attend my mother’s funeral.  I was overwhelmed by the feelings of life’s changes and challenges.  I made the decision to stop coloring my hair.  I had colored my hair for many years.  The purpose was never to cover up any gray.  I just preferred my hair lighter at the time.  Just like my mother, the front of my hair was already graying.  I made the bold decision to just go with it. I also knew that this was a battle I really wasn’t going to win. There would always be the dyed color, the natural brown, and the gray!

At the time my hair was short and curly with strawberry blonde on the end.  It took several months before anyone noticed.  Then one day in the fall, I washed it, straightened it, and went salt and pepper !  I went to church and the response was one of surprise and approval!  Who would have guessed?! Since that time, I can truthfully say that not a day has gone by without a compliment about my hair.  Although I am humbled by it, I am also awestruck.  You see, I am now described with a new adjective.  Where I was once described as cute, attractive, and maybe pretty, now I am often complimented and called beautiful.  What!? Are you kidding me?! Old and gray is considered beautiful? How can that be?

I recall about two years later I ran into a school mate who had not seen me in a while. He walked up to me, looked down, lifted his hand, and outlined an imaginary semi-circle from my right ear to my left.  He simply said, “Grace”.  I did not think much of this at the time; however, I’ve given it much thought since then.  Grace has been defined as “an unmerited divine favor; a virtue coming from God; a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine grace.”

I was recently given a definition for blessed: to make more of, than what originally existed.  This tells me that it is a gift and a blessing.

Many things are considered to be better with age: fine wine, cheese- seldom people.  I confidently wear my gray hair because I know that I am blessed to have been given the gift of being Grayced with Gray.