Today, Prince William and Kate Middleton got married. The news coverage started at four o'clock in the morning here in the USA, and it went on for six hours or so. I didn't get up to watch it live, but I recorded it and, after a good night's rest, watched every last second of the ceremony and commentary. And I can't deny that I cried several times in those six hours.
I also can't deny that I'm slightly envious of Kate. Who wouldn't be? I mean, she is married to a prince! Don't all little girls, at least at some point in their lives, dream of becoming princesses? I'm about the least girly girl I know, but I've seen Cinderella and I like how it ends! Despite my love of sweat pants and no makeup, if someone asked me to be a princess, I would put on that poofy dress and those uncomfortable shoes, I would paint on my face, and I would get my butt up into that carriage as gracefully as possible and ride off to my palace to live happily ever after.
Really, who wouldn't want to be a princess (at least of the fairytale variety)?
So I look at this real-life Cinderella, and I am just in awe of her, but not just because she's a princess. Even if Kate were still a "commoner," she is a woman who appears to have it all - she is drop-dead gorgeous, and she has amazing clothes, which she wears with a poise and a confidence that most superstars don't even project. She's also intelligent and well-educated, and she has what appears to be a good and pure heart. (Yes, I get all of this from the countless photos I find online that I can't help clicking on and staring at.) The reason we all love Kate so much is that she is proof that dreams do come true, that fairy tales can be real.
By my favorite part of the story is that, with or without her fancy clothes, Prince William seems to really love her. He is, of course, the only one who truly knows what's in his heart; but if you were watching the wedding, you must have been able to see a glimpse of it on his face - pure, real, true love.
And that's the part of the fairy tale that really gets me. That's the most important part of the story. Yes, I'm jealous of the princess's beauty, and I'd love to have just a fraction of her wardrobe hanging in my closet. Yes, I'm slightly envious of the fantasy world she gets to live in - I certainly wouldn't complain if I never had to work again, nor worry about silly things like bills. But the thing I find most enviable about Kate is that she is so loved. It doesn't matter that William is a prince; Kate would be his princess regardless.
And so I realize that I have nothing to envy in Kate at all because the thing she has that everyone wants the most is an amazing love story. And I already have mine.
On my wedding day, I wore a simple dress for a simple ceremony, and only 10 other people were there to see me in it. But when Brandon held my hands and looked in my eyes, I caught a glimpse of the same thing I saw on TV earlier today - pure, real, true love. And I've seen it in his eyes every day since.
I don't need Kate Middleton's clothes; I couldn't pull them off anyway. I will still admire her from afar, and I may even find myself envying her from time to time. But at the end of the day, I will always know that she doesn't have anything I don't have.
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