1961 - 1997
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1961 - 1997
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If it were only a dream. The time was near 5:30pm, when my father-in-law called to me to watch CNN. It was reporting what seemed like another episode in the life of Princess Diana. At first I was reluctant to go watch, because it seemed to me that "big" news was being made out of some small nick of a car bumper. However I indulged my father-in-law, he was waving his arms and looking serious. It was reported very sporadic, then live coverage opened up in Paris. As the events wore on, it became more obvious that this wasn't getting any better. Diana was reported at the hospital, in grave condition. I couldn't help but think about the words they used, "Grave Condition." What if they were taken literally? I pushed back the thought, heaven forbid. I was driving my self to think about images of Diana, later on, walking away from the accident. Reports of two dead, pushed me deep into my seat and woke me to the reality that this was not a tabloid extravaganza. There were no lies. It's like a plane crash, I wanted to know how or why this happened, yet I felt guilty by the sensationalism. Part of the reason that I felt this way was do to the over emphasis of Diana's personal life by international news papers, bent on finding some flaw or conspiracy in the originally perceived pure and honest Royal Family. Drawn to seeing new information revealed from the Paris tunnel, I over came my guilt, because this was important news. My wife, Elena, came down and I told her what was going on. At this moment, I felt just how bad things were. Elena, who is more emotional than I am, reacted in shock. My wife was able to catch up with what was going on, because CNN has this natural ability to reiterate the news, until all natural reactions are lost. She came to similar conclusions as I did, after hearing over and over again about how grave a condition Princess Diana was in. She too only mentioned it as if it were stretching reality into some other universe, "What if Diana dies?" We all know the story by now. At a little after 7:30pm the announcement was made. My hopes of some words from Diana's thoughts were gone forever. I had visions of her wrath on society and the shame of it all. I had hoped that she could say in her own voice that enough was enough. Stalking photographers should leave the Royal Family alone once and for all. Elena cried, I didn't. How silly does it seem to grieve for Princess Diana? We've never met her. We haphazardly followed her treks through different countries and America. When the papers told of her infidelities we tried to ignore them. What honest connection do we have? In the recesses of my mind, the romance of royalty runs deep. In it, there's power and glory. These are people who can shamelessly justify their honor among the highest citizens of the world. It's their birth right. Everyone dreams of being a prince or princess. As the sayings go, "I am King of the Hill. My home is my castle." The stability of being royal, a prince or princess, is a pillar among changes in our everyday lives. It gives us strength, that we know they are there. To some it's religious, and others tradition. We view them as indestructible, yet sensitive and frail. Princes Diana was more than a star in the papers. She was more than her royal status alone. In the face of declining popularity of the Royal Family, Diana gave new hope to being royal. She actually earned her role as a princes, not needing only her birth right. She represents new royalty in my eyes. I had hoped that in due time, she could repair the damage brought on by prying eyes. The prying eyes are the news papers who find it necessary to make money on destroying the image of the Royal Family. This is an offence previously accustomed to having heads removed at the thought of it. So now I understand, Princes Diana does mean a lot. We love her despite the fact that she is sovereign to Great Briton. In the US, lacking royalty and being of English decent is the next best thing to being sovereign to the Crown. Not a royal subject now, but at one time in history. So there is an unconditional connection. At the same time, I hold out sympathy to a beautiful young lady who had her dreams come true. Later in life, the dreams melted into fire and nightmares of delicate elegant porcelain shattering while people clamor to get images of her. It's as if she were living in a crystal palace. The people who wanted her so much, dared to pry into her deepest private life. The humility of it, destroyed her marriage. How can it all end like this? It's an insult. Too late now for her, but for some, it has to stop. I wish we can give her children the hope that all is not lost. They deserver honor, respect, and privacy. William, Prince of Wales, deserves his place on the throne as King of England. It is his birth right. Don't look for any faults, because the act of looking is going to produce them. Let him find his own way, then follow him as his royal subjects should. This page is in tribute to Diana, Princess of Wales, in response to her unfortunate accident and untimely death. Feeling helpless to do anything about such events, this is one of only a few ways for real people to publicly respond. Please visit The Monarchy Web site. You can sign their condolence book. Let me know if you have success. |
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