I don’t know a lot about Vicki Kennedy – Ted’s widow. I know she has two children. I know that she’s a lawyer or was a lawyer before they married. I have heard she has expressed no desire to take over her husband’s Senate seat. I saw her wipe away tears when I watched the funeral on TV and I had heard that she had met and greeted mourners outside the Kennedy library when they entered to view her husband’s casket.
I can’t imagine being this woman. She has been placed in an unimaginable situation – one that for many women is becoming the norm considering we are fighting two wars. I can’t imagine losing the love of my life and I certainly can’t imagine having to do so on such a public stage. The heartbreak must be enormous.
Then, I went to Time.com and viewed the below video of Mrs. Kennedy greeting the mourners outside the Kennedy library. I found it at once heartwrenching and admirable. You can’t hear much, a few sorry for your loss and you can hear Mrs. Kennedy – the last of the Kennedy women to bury a husband quite so publicly – saying thank you. She shakes many hands and my heart just aches for her.
I didn’t want you, my gentle readers, to miss any of it, so I’m posting both the embedded version of the video and the link to it.
This morning, as I am looking out at the rainy day before me, I paused to read an article about Ted Kennedy and his work for gay rights. He took the stance of equality for gays when it might have been political suicide to do so. Senator Kennedy seemed to know our struggles and our pain. And, that lead me to remember what he said at Bobby Kennedy’s funeral, “a good and decent man who saw wrong and tried to right it; who saw suffering and tried to heal it; who saw war and tried to stop it.” And, I think those words, those words that whenever I’ve heard them again, have brought tears to my eyes, would be best served to describe Ted Kennedy. And, I don’t write this to take away anything from Bobby Kennedy’s work, but Ted was the survivor who got to put his words into action. I worry about the health care in this nation now. Because the one man who could work with Republicans is gone. All ready, with Kennedy ill and out of action, the health care debate has dissolved into a yelling match. I wonder, who is going to lead us now? God Bless us, everyone. We are going to need the Lord’s help in all of this. PS. Think about that, Van Hollen, you’re decision NOT to defend Wisconsin state law is a wrong one and for that, I ask that God has mercy on your soul.
I awoke yesterday morning to the news that Edward Kennedy died of brain cancer. I am not ashamed to say that I sat down on my couch and cried. I felt as if the nation had lost a favorite uncle. I’m pretty sure all those Kennedy kids — who are now Kennedy adults — looked up to him, as they lost their own fathers. From his eulogy of his brother, Robert, to his endorsement of President Obama, Senator Kennedy spoke with power, passion and love of country. He seemed to gather us in his arms and let us know that all would be all right, much like a beloved uncle would.
What upset me so much this morning and as the day went on is the sad fact that Teddy Kennedy will never be able to tell America that we’ll get through it — whatever it may be — again. That our troubles are a mere bump on the road to our grand future.
My heart goes out to the Kennedy family.
Then, when I thought my day could not get much worse, I come home, flip to CNN and find out that Dominick Dunne passed away. I loved his show on Court (not Tru) TV. I loved reading his articles in Vanity Fair. I would daydream of what I would discuss with him, if Mr. Dunne would come to dinner. I meant to write him a fan letter. I had just been thinking about it the other day, as a matter of fact. I will miss his commentary in Vanity Fair and TruTV won’t be the same without presence.
My prayers are with his family.