Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Fairy Tale is Back!


When commoner Kate Middleton married Prince William and became forever known as Princess Catherine, little girls all over the world began to once again dream of their own prince. If we're honest without ourselves, most little girls dream of that handsome prince, riding a white horse who comes along and rescue us. We'e married in a huge wedding and live happily forever after in a castle.


We cheered when Diana Spencer got married to Prince Charles (even though he was entirely too old for her and clearly didn't love her), then cried when her marriage fell apart. Hearing her heartbreak as she talked about having "three people" in her marriage wasn't part of our dreams. Where is the fairy tale prince who promised to love her for life? Sadly, that life ended in a mass of twisted steel in a tunnel in Paris, far from her boys and the storybook ending we all wanted.


We cried as we saw Princes William and Harry walking behind their mother's casket on the way to her funeral and cheered as their uncle vowed to not let the same happen to them. They would know their mother and not become part of the machine that destroyed her.

Now we flash forward to William, all grown up and handsome in his military uniform, the spitting image of his mother as he nervously bit his lip while waiting for his bride to walk down the aisle.


The ceremony was beautiful and the ride to the palace was everything we expected. Lots of pagentry, white horses and cheering crowds. We waiting breathlessly while the formal photos were taken, then it was time for the first kiss. The part we'd been waiting for.



Now we can wish them well and hope their happily ever after is truly that - happy!

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3 Comments:

Blogger That Janie Girl said...

Hey, girlie...it's Janie. My blog moved to www.thatjaniegirl.blogspot.com

12:06 AM  
Blogger That Janie Girl said...

I've yet to watch the Royal Wedding! But I'm going to, I promise!

12:06 AM  
Blogger Tossing Pebbles in the Stream said...

It was a lovely wedding. The Brits can do the pomp and circumstance better than anyone.

My 70 year old sister went to London for the occasion and slept on the street to have a good vantage point. She carried with her memories of my mother who would have loved this occasion.

7:01 PM  

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