Dear friends and other interesting creatures,
When I was a little girl, I was obsessed with Princess Diana. I was very upset that I had to go to school while the woman in my family gathered to watch the royal wedding and that my Mammie refused for me to cut my hair like a Princess!
My Mammie bought me heavy, hard cover picture books of the Princess in beautiful clothes (which I still have) that I would browse all the time. I never tired of seeing her. A Princess. Magic!
I had a framed picture of the Princess wearing a crown and a yellow dress. I looked at this picture every night before I went to sleep. She was my first Hello and my last Goodnight.
I Googled and found the picture. 🙂
I was 24 years old when she died. I woke up in total disbelief watching Sky News and cried like I had known her all my life …. watching her funeral on TV, I was inconsolable.
My father died when I was 11. Seeing Prince William and Prince Harry walking behind her coffin was heartbreaking. Remember the card that read “Mommy”? It was terribly sad and I thought her boys were so brave.
Today Her Royal Highness, the Duchess of Cambridge gave birth to her second child, a baby girl… Princess Diana’s grand daughter. Such excitement! Such joy! It may be silly and boring to some, but believing in a little bit of a fairytale can go a long way! I hope her names include Victoria and Diana…. 🙂
Welcome to the world…. Your Royal Highness, Princess of Cambridge!
I wish you, enough.
Wenchy
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The Nocturnal Wenchy 
Her tragic death is one of very few I can recall exactly where I was when I learned. Dianne and I watched with disbelief and grief as we watched HEADLINE NEWS. So sad. I honestly felt she was a good person.
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She was in the public eye so much that I think her death affected most of us a lot.
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Do you know that we got the day off school so we could watch the Royal Wedding? I was at boarding school in South Africa (not even part of the Commonwealth!) and we all sat cross legged on the floor in a common room and watched it all on a small TV. I did think it was the epitome of romance and style and we all wished her happiness despite being ardent feminists and not believing in marriage as a happiness pill.
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