C Surprises Herself
You don’t have to read this blog for long to know I am a big cynic when it comes to marriage. I love the institution, believe it is totally the best thing for building families and relationships, but I just know the odds. They aren’t good, and that tends to tarnish my whole view of everything connected with marriage, including weddings.
Yesterday I awoke at my usual early hour. I fixed my wake-cup coffee and switched on the news. It was the Royal Wedding, about which I had completely forgotten. Imagine this cynic’s shock to find that she could not tear her eyes away from it. Literally. I simply could not stop watching.
I found this wedding to be just about perfect. To me, it was a fairy tale with just the right amount of solemn, spiritual influence. It was a picture of joy, on display for sharing with the world. And, although there is NO TELLING how much money was spent on this do, in no way did I sense haughtiness at the display. No, the participants seemed to understand that we—“the people”—wanted to watch this Royal ceremony, and they seemed glad for it. It seemed like we were all invited guests, and they were determined that we enjoy their day right along with them. And I certainly did enjoy it.
Some things I especially liked—no loved—about the wedding:
- The trees in Westminster Abbey. And, if you didn’t watch, I mean, quite literally, trees IN Westminster Abbey. It really set the fairy-tale atmosphere, seeing guests and the bride strolling down the center of the cathedral amongst trees, the green adding just the right organic touch. It was amazing. A wedding in a fairy tale forest!
- The dress! I just don’t think it could be more perfect. If ever there was a “princess dress,” this one was it. I can imagine Sleeping Beauty waltzing in just such a dress.
- The fanfare! Talk about fairy tale touches—the fanfare trumpets blown by their uniformed trumpeters. Of course there would be trumpet fanfare for such a princess! All the pageantry and color. Pure fantasy…of course there were horse-drawn carriages. And a tiara! Must not forget to mention the tiara…
It was ethereal.
And this couple seems (but what do I know?) to be on more even footing than was poor Diana with her prince those thirty years ago when her own fairy tale wedding put her right, squarely into a life of heartache. I certainly hope that Kate’s ten years of age on that young bride, Diana, combined with her “commoner’s” grounding serves her in good stead and means that her Prince approaches her with the respect his father had refused his own bride.
But, enough negativity! I loved this wedding, and that fact was a shock to cynical me! I thought about why I was so attracted to it, knowing life as I do and realized that it may be that there is a romantic here..or maybe we women just all have a little girl, dreaming of being a princess, inside somewhere. C.
Comments
Couldn't help but feel sadness over the thought that Diana would have loved to see her son married to such an upstanding young woman.
C, I read an article yesterday about Diana's burial spot... the writer thought it very sad that she should be buried at Althorp, so far away from her boys, alone on an island, as she had lived so much of her royal marriage life years ago. The writer felt her brother placed her there so that she would make money for the family estate to survive through the years. I know he states his intentions were to give her peace away from the throngs, and that she loved the estate so... but what this writer stated probably has some truth in it, and I thought it so very sad.
Karen: I truly do not believe that Diana's brother chose her burial spot to make money. Althorp will always attract visitors anyway, and the fact that she is on the island means she won't be disturbed. He felt very strongly that the paparazzi hounded her and contributed towards her death and was determined that her final resting place should be as far away from them as possible, and only to be reached by her family...including her boys.
Diana, in such a short time, put her stamp on William and he's become such a perfect gentleman. Wouldn't every mother want such a son?
The trees were lovely. Dave and I have been blessed to go to London a couple of times and each time we attend Evensong at Westminster Abbey. It's delightful and I loved the memories stirred while watching, and re-watching, the wedding.
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