My dear,

In times of hardship,

I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders.

I ask not for an easier path, but for stronger feet.

I ask not for weaker enemies, but a stronger me.

Let life do with us what it wants, but let us be strong enough to handle it.

… We are strong enough to handle it. Our shoulders are broad, and they get broader with time.

Falsely yours,
The Jewish People