Jacqueline Kennedy

   "I know my husband was devoted to me. I know he was proud of me. It took a very long time for us to work everything out, but we did, and we were about to have a real life together.“

"I was in love with Jack, I will never feel that way again.”

  “I never had or wanted a life of my own. Everything centered around Jack. I can’t believe I’ll never see him again. Sometimes, I wake in the morning, eager to tell him something, and he’s not there…Nearly every religion teaches there’s an afterlife, and I cling to that hope…

  …Jack was something special, and I know he saw something special in me too…The three years we spent in the White House were really the happiest time for us, the closest, and now it’s all gone…”

“Even though people may be well known, they hold in their hearts the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth: birth, marriage and death.”

 “I have been through a lot and have suffered a great deal. But I have had lots of happy moments, as well. Every moment one lives is different from the other. The good, the bad, hardship, the joy, the tragedy, love, and happiness are all interwoven into one single, indescribable whole that is called life. You cannot separate the good from the bad. And perhaps there is no need to do so, either.”

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Rest in Peace John Fitzgerald Kennedy:
May 29th, 1917 ~ November 22nd, 1963

And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me.

We both knew it, right away.

And as the years went on, things got more difficult, we were faced with more challenges.

I begged him to stay.

Try to remember what we had at the beginning.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in every woman’s head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him.

He was like this hybrid,

this mix of a man who couldn’t contain himself.

I always got the sense that he became torn
between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.

And in that way I understood him and I loved him.

I loved him,
I loved him,
I loved him.

And I still love him.

I love him.

—  The love letter Jacqueline Kennedy wrote to John F Kennedy after his assassination on November 22, 1963