Grace Davy was born on October 14, 1955, in St. Catharine’s, Ontario, to Nick and Esther Dyck. She was the second youngest of six children and spent her childhood happily picking cherries from the trees on her family’s hobby orchard.

Grace later moved away from home to attend Georgian College, where she studied Developmental Social Work. After her college years, she met Alan Davy at a young people’s spring banquet. Alan was smitten with Grace from the very beginning and looked for every opportunity to spend time with her. On August 26, 1978, Alan and Grace were married at Grace Church in Newmarket, surrounded by close friends and family who gathered to celebrate their union.

Shortly after their wedding, Grace and Alan moved to Vancouver Island to minister to the Cowichan First Nation people in Duncan, BC. During their four years there, they joyfully welcomed their two children, Jason and Laura. Grace was an incredible mother—faithful, selfless, and unwavering—supporting her young children through difficult health circumstances. She spent many long and lonely nights on the children’s ward at Victoria Children’s Hospital and Toronto SickKids Hospital, always staying close, always loving.

Eventually, Alan and Grace made the difficult decision to return to Ontario so Jason could receive care for Legg-Calvé-Perthes disease, an incurable condition in where the hip joints deteriorate. After six months in traction, followed by a wheelchair and then leg braces, the orthopedic doctors told Grace and Alan they were surprised to see no signs of the disease. They said, ―Take his braces off and let him go.

Meanwhile, Laura had developed a haemangioma on her forehead—a tumour the size of a grape, filled with blood vessels. It became a threat to her three-year-old life, bleeding profusely, and required extensive surgery to remove. During these challenging times, Grace bore the brunt of the daily childcare while Alan worked to support the family.

They eventually settled in the Bradford area, where they raised Jason and Laura. For many years, Grace worked faithfully and compassionately as an Educational Assistant, touching the lives countless students during her 18-year career. Her greatest desire was to ensure that every student she met knew they were special and deeply loved. Grace had a remarkable gift for making everyone in her life feel seen, cared for, and sincerely cherished.

Aside from being an encourager, Grace loved to spend her free time folk painting, drawing, quilting, and studying Scripture. She spent countless hours in Precept Bible Studies and shared what she was learning in Bible study groups. Once again, she came alongside many individuals, encouraging them in their personal faith and understanding of Scripture.

During this time, Grace developed a personal life mission that she chose to live by and fulfill daily: “To mindfully love God and be a servant to others by demonstrating the fruits of the Spirit in practical ways and means. To comfort, support, and encourage the weak and hurting individuals that God brings across my path in this journey of life. To take care of the physical, emotional, and spiritual body God has given me, to be a temple of the Holy Spirit, with lots of love.” Grace faithfully lived out this mission each day by offering a shoulder of support, a compassionate ear, comforting hugs, and prayers to those who were hurting or in need.

However, Grace’s greatest joy in life was spending time with her family: Jason, Heather, and Madison; as well as Laura, Jake, Isaiah, Zoey, Zeke, Zach, and Ezra. She was affectionately known as ―Nana by her six grandchildren, who often found themselves wrapped in her all-encompassing Nana hugs—complete with ―love glue. Laughter would fill the room as the children tried to ―escape the love glue, with Grace laughing right along with them. And of course, no visit to Nana’s house was complete without delicious desserts, including whipped cream squirted onto each child’s knuckles to be eagerly licked off before it melted.

In December 2018, Grace was diagnosed with stage four ovarian cancer. She bravely battled her illness for eight years before quietly and peacefully passing away on April 11, 2026, in her own home, with Alan lovingly and faithfully by her side. Even through her health challenges, Grace continued to encourage, uplift, and cheer on everyone she met. When mobility became difficult, she could still be found at home visiting with friends, sharing laughter over coffee and a puzzle. Although her body weakened, her faith remained strong. A poem Grace found comfort in was ―The Other Side by Martha Snell Nicholson.

The Other Side

―This isn’t death, it’s glory!

It isn’t dark, it’s light;

It isn’t stumbling, groping, or even faith – it’s sight.

This isn’t grief; it’s having my last tear wiped away.

It’s sunrise, it’s morning of my eternal day!

It isn’t even praying; it’s speaking face to face;

It’s listening and it’s glimpsing the wonders of His grace.

This is the end of pleading for strength to bear my pain;

Not even pain’s dark memory will ever live again.

How did I bear the earth life before I came up higher?

Before my soul was granted it’s every deep desire?

Before I knew this rapture of meeting face to face,

The one who sought me saved me, and kept me by his grace.

Grace found deep peace and comfort in knowing that death was not the end of her journey, but simply an open door to the next chapter. Although Grace—our beloved wife, mother, Nana, and friend—will be deeply missed, we rejoice in knowing that her earthly battle is over, and her heavenly journey has only just begun.

Memorial service for Grace Davy will be held at Pinegrove Fellowship Church in Bracebridge ( 295 Taylor Road in Bracebridge) on Wednesday April 22, 2026 at 11am with a light lunch to follow the memorial service.

The family asks that any donations be made to The Huntsville Hospital Foundation, directed to the Oncology Clinic.