Her IH Alexandra, was for all understanding, out of place. How well I understand the distance people can feel if one is not from a given country,group,team,etc. One feels ostrisized, surely. But, if one can be welcomed by those with true love and openess, one can feel more than welcomed. Her IH Alexandra, was for all, an outsider. Yet with all of these awesome set barriers, she took it upon herself to immerse herself as well as possible in all that she felt should and could do appreciatively.
80 years ago, women were hardly welcomed in a man's world.80 years ago is not at all like the many freedoms we have for today's world, and for women especially.
One cannot hold her to the expectations of today's world, whilst looking at the backdrop of history then in all it's maddness.
In all the expressions of sharing thoughts and actions of niceness of her IH Alexandra, she was all that NAAOTMA has stated, and perhaps more. I believe most of all, had her children lived, one would have seen all the positive energy and work of her motherhood that she gave to her children.
With all the saddness, pain, and infinite tragedies, she and her family went through, still today, we gain infinite strength in the knowledge, that of all the threads we look for of a human being's life, we look for that of "goodness". May it be so that at the closing of our lives, short or long, people will look for the good, more than anything else. With that, hope lives on for all of us.
Tatiana
Alexandra had her mother's trait of wanting to be of practical help to others instead of being a ceremonial figurehead at charity events. She took care of her babies hands-on, not the usual for her day. She trained as a nurse, doing any task assigned after completing her training as a middle-aged woman with a history of sciatica. She cared more about her childrens' happiness than the tidiness of her personal rooms. She hoped her children would marry for love. She was an animal lover, which very often indicates a compassionate nature in people. She had a deep faith in God and a deep streak of spirituality that was not fashionable. She had a large capacity for friendship. Like her maternal grandmother, she cherished the sentiment behind an object more than its intrinsic value. She was adventuresome enough to embrace the Style Moderne when it was hardly mainstream.
She was a marriage partner in a genuine love relationship that survived everything that Fate could throw at it. Despite all her flaws, large and small, Nicholas loved her as much or more on the night they died together as the day he married her. That alone makes her story extraordinary.