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Zelensky is a leader like Trump will NEVER be.
Zelensky is a leader like Trump will NEVER be.
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Nothing in your life has been random. Not the person who broke your heart. Not the job that ended. Not the door that closed without warning. Not even the moments you still don't fully understand. You think you were unlucky. You think you chose wrong. You think you should have seen it coming. But every encounter exposed something. Every ending revealed something. Every disappointment stripped something back. Some people arrived to awaken you. Some arrived to test your boundaries. Some arrived to show you exactly what you will never tolerate again. And yes, some came to hurt you. But even that pain carved clarity. Even that loss sharpened your self-worth. You weren't being punished. You were being refined. Growth rarely feels graceful while it's happening. It feels like confusion. It feels like loss. It feels like the ground shifting under your feet. But nothing was wasted. Every lesson stretched your capacity. Every fracture widened your heart. Every time you chose to keep going, something stronger in you took shape. Stop labeling your story as good or bad. It was necessary. It was forming you. Trust the unfolding. Trust the timing. Trust that the same force that dismantled what no longer fit is the one building what does. Life is not happening against you. It is happening through you. And you are becoming exactly who you were meant to be.
Your death will come on an ordinary day, in the middle of unfinished plans, and the world will continue on without you. So live a little.
It was, letâs see, the summer of â50 because we had just attended Bobby and Ethelâs wedding--a lovely wedding in Connecticut... and Aunt Rose had wanted mother and I... to come down to Hyannisport for a week or so before we returned to Florida, so we did andâŠ. that night I got awfully feverish--I donât know what had happened--but I started running a heck of a fever and I had the most awful stomach cramps and so had proceeded about eight times into the bathroom, trying to be quiet and not disturb him because he slept so poorly anyhow. I finally had gotten back into the bed and had put on every spare blanket I could find in drawers or in the closet over me and was kind of shaking and I could hear the door opening on Jackâs side and I kept thinking--oh God, being tired--and I thought, did I leave it locked⊠So I hadnât, and he came through and he called and he said, âAre you awake?â and I said, âIâm so sorry I disturbed you but I just feel so awful,â and then he just went back in and I thought, Oh well, he just doesnât want to chat anymore, so that was the end of that. About ten minutes later, he came in and he had a hot water bottle, he had aspirin, he had cold ice water, a glass of cold ice water, I donât know what all else--all the home remedy cure-alls that you could possibly think of--and he switched on a small reading light and he said, âNow, I donât know what youâve got, but some of these helped me, so why donât you try any or all of them. They canât kill you.â So, bless his heart, I took the aspirin, and I drank the ice water, I snuggled up to the hot water bottle, and he found another blanket from his closet and he added to the pile I had on, and he sat on a chair and just talked quietly for about an hour until I fell asleep. It was the kindest, sweetest, most cousinly thing that I think I had ever had done for me... Then when I saw him in the morning, later on, just--we were having breakfast... And he said, âWell you look much better; your color is much better now. Do you think youâre going to be alright?â And I said, âYes, I think I am. Thank you for last night.â And he said, âI was happy to.â - Mary Louise McCarthy, niece of Joe Kennedy Sr. and first cousin to JFK, in an interview for the JFK Library
It was, letâs see, the summer of â50 because we had just attended Bobby and Ethelâs wedding--a lovely wedding in Connecticut... and Aunt Rose had wanted mother and I... to come down to Hyannisport for a week or so before we returned to Florida, so we did andâŠ. that night I got awfully feverish--I donât know what had happened--but I started running a heck of a fever and I had the most awful stomach cramps and so had proceeded about eight times into the bathroom, trying to be quiet and not disturb him because he slept so poorly anyhow. I finally had gotten back into the bed and had put on every spare blanket I could find in drawers or in the closet over me and was kind of shaking and I could hear the door opening on Jackâs side and I kept thinking--oh God, being tired--and I thought, did I leave it locked⊠So I hadnât, and he came through and he called and he said, âAre you awake?â and I said, âIâm so sorry I disturbed you but I just feel so awful,â and then he just went back in and I thought, Oh well, he just doesnât want to chat anymore, so that was the end of that. About ten minutes later, he came in and he had a hot water bottle, he had aspirin, he had cold ice water, a glass of cold ice water, I donât know what all else--all the home remedy cure-alls that you could possibly think of--and he switched on a small reading light and he said, âNow, I donât know what youâve got, but some of these helped me, so why donât you try any or all of them. They canât kill you.â So, bless his heart, I took the aspirin, and I drank the ice water, I snuggled up to the hot water bottle, and he found another blanket from his closet and he added to the pile I had on, and he sat on a chair and just talked quietly for about an hour until I fell asleep. It was the kindest, sweetest, most cousinly thing that I think I had ever had done for me... Then when I saw him in the morning, later on, just--we were having breakfast... And he said, âWell you look much better; your color is much better now. Do you think youâre going to be alright?â And I said, âYes, I think I am. Thank you for last night.â And he said, âI was happy to.â - Mary Louise McCarthy, niece of Joe Kennedy Sr. and first cousin to JFK, in an interview for the JFK Library