Did you watch it? The royal wedding of Prince Harry and Meghan? Did you get up early just to catch the adoring crowds, the dress, the kiss, the carriage ride?
I have to say most everyone who talked to me this past week did! And pretty much the rest of the world. I talk to a lot of girls, you know.
So everyone watched. Well, except for a few naysaying individuals who were checking their wallets, probably afraid someday a daughter, a son or partner will say “I want a wedding just like Meghan’s and Harry’s!”
So why did we watch starry-eyed, do you think?
Do we all want to be royals? Surely no one still thinks any more that they are closer to God than the rest of us.
Do we want to be taken care of for the rest of our lives by adoring country folk? Well, maybe, but there are a lot more opportunities to be taken care of, or making money itself, than being in the monarchy of a country. And honestly, I’m not sure being a royal confers all that, or is easy. A lot of people don’t even like them.
Or do we want the dress and the long train? Now that would get in the way of skates!
Just maybe we long for some kind of tradition that brings back days when story books were read to us before we went to sleep. And we slept like babies. Because we were babies and hadn’t encountered the pitfalls of just living.
Here is what I think. I think all the above, for maybe a second or so.
But what we all want, and maybe think most days is not that easy to get, is true love. Because that’s what a royal wedding looks like to us. True Love. Sparkling, shiny, beautiful, forever, True Love.
And when we figure out we can get that, all of us, from ourselves and from others around us, and already have got it, maybe we won’t need to watch royal weddings.
But I think we will.
SKATE ON!
Darla
(Thanks, Karen, for your bench in Albert Park, Auckland, NZ to tell this story.)