I just watched a bio of Ethel Kennedy filmed by her youngest child, Rory. Rory was born six months after her father, Bobby was assassinated. In addition to losing her husband at a relatively young age, Ethel lost two sons, one at age 28 and another died at the age of 39. Her parents were both killed in an airplane crash when Ethel was 27 years old.
Near the end of the documentary, Rory asked her mom what was her take on the different tragedies she had suffered during her life. Paraphrasing, Ethel responded that no one gets a free ride in life; that once dealt a hand, you have to dig in and do the best you can.
Nobody gets a free ride in life. It's a great way to sum up some things. I have come to acknowledge that we are going to have to deal with stuff in this life. As Frankie Beverly of Maze said in one of his songs, if it's not one thing, it's two. And, a lot of times, I am sure we feel as if it is also three and four things at one time.
Nobody gets a free ride. I think it is only human nature to look around and wonder why someone else has it better than we do. Why is someone better looking, better off, healthier, fitter? But, we never really know what goes on behind closed doors. And, we really don't know the price of others' blessings. We can only play the hand we were dealt and try to pull enough cards to come up with a royal flush or as close as possible to one.
While everything is relevant, relevancy really means nothing when you are dealing with something. There are locales in the world where scarcity of food and water is a daily life and death reality. I get that. But, that is not
my reality and when I am going through, my reality is that my problem may as well be as severe to me as life or death as someone foraging for water and/or food.
One of my biggest challenges is learning how to gracefully work through life's challenges; and, to do so with a cheerful and uplifted countenance. I stand in awe of people who can keep it together, appearance wise, while their world is in a whirlwind.
I watched Coretta King and Jacqueline Kennedy at the memorials for their husbands. They were the embodiment of grace under pressure. Usually when I am going through something, I can't eat
or eat too much. Can't sleep
or can't get out of bed. No make-up and my hair looks like a bird's nest. Crying, no...
wailing, until I can barely see.
I believe their countenance is a gift, as is faith. I do understand that practice makes perfect and as I grow older I
should grow better. I certainly have been through a lot. (I can't say I've been through enough in life, because my life isn't over.) I just don't want to keep falling apart, inwardly and outwardly, whenever things take a turn for the worse. But, I'm also a wimp and really don't want the situations which will allow me to hone that skill.
Peace