4.29.2011
It was a real life fairy tale and I’m not ashamed to say I stayed up late and enjoyed every minute of the Royal Wedding last night. From the big hats (or ‘Fascinators’ as I learned they are called), to the trees in Westminster Abbey, to William and Kate looking absolutely stunning, I was entranced. Yes, there are more pressing, important things going on in the world, we all know this. Yet, what is so wrong with taking a minute to enjoy something fun, to laugh at some big ridiculous hats, to get caught up in the unveiling of THE dress, to celebrate true love? Because at the heart of all the media hoopla, that is what I saw. I saw two people madly in love, stealing glances at one another and vowing to be together forever. And it was perfect.
Maybe I am invested because I feel like I grew up with Prince William. My mom was pregnant with me the same time Diana was pregnant with William. We were born two months apart. Consequently, throughout my life, my mother reminded me of this fact and alerted me whenever there was a special or interview with William on television. I will never forget the day Diana died; I was babysitting and had just put the kids to bed. I watched the news unfold and at fifteen years old, I couldn’t fathom the thought of losing my own mother. I mourned William’s tragic loss; the world mourned his loss. So I think somehow, we all wanted to rejoice for his love found yesterday. It was a momentous, beautiful, grandiose celebration of love.
For Prince Charming has found his Princess and they shall live happily ever after.