36 is far too young to be dead
Every media source is of course inundated with details, tributes and retrospectives of Princess Diana Spencer's death. My turn.
I gotta be honest- I wasn't real fascinated with the wedding and was rather tired of constantly hearing about the royal famil, the royal break-up,, the royal divorce and the various, sordid royal bonkees. I didn't care much that Di was bonking her bodyguard or that Charles was found in the royal closet with the royal Electrolux®. I did pay attention when it was announced that Di was bulemic and suicidal.
No, not some sick fascination. I've had friends that have dealt with both. Her personal obstacles humanized her for me, legitimized the problems my friends and myself have suffered. She became one of us.Charles, on the other hand, reminded my of poor quality plywood, but I digress.
I haven't cried yet at all, hadn't expected to. Until this moment... 6:11pm PST. I'm watching the MDA/Jerry Lewis telephon, which I haven't seen since I was maybe 12 years old, but I have a vested interest in some of the promotional advertising and want to see how it is handled.
Jerry- nah, I ain't gonna rail on Jerry- dedicated the telephon to Princess Di- and here is the root-- because of all the humanitarian work she did. I'm sad-- I've dropped a few tears-Last Night I mourned for her children-- the reason this site hasn't been updated in ages is because I have finally, after almost three years of fighting and struggling, been re-united with my daughters, who I now have with me five days a week. Over three years of very brief visits and dealing with the nightmares and anxiety attacks and the depression; I finally have my babies again. And they have me. And perhaps thats the most startling aspect, is the change in them since I've been back.
break- two weeks later I dont need to rant on-- we're all sick of the story, or at least I am. I couldn't finish this page when i desired because of the rant/bitch aspect.
For all the damge we inflict on our children-- for most of us unintentionally-- there is only one thing that will shine though. And that is to let them know that regardless of parental complications and stupidity that our love is unconditional.
My daughters know this... even during the two long years of my living 2,000 miles away, only getting to see them once a year.
If the forces that be or by random happenstance, I should depart this mortal shell (and be destined to live again cleaning my karma from past transgressions) tomorrow; my daughters will know that my love for them was complete and unconditional. And what you may say about the banality and irritating royal romance and deconstruction-- from all accounts Di's children know the same of their mother.
I have the utmost respect for Diana Spencer. Above all else, her children did come first. Thats all that really matters.
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