30 Years!

30 years ago next July, I got up in the wee hours of the morning to watch the wedding of Lady Diana and Prince Charles.   It was all captivating and her life seemed perfect in every way.  She was the epitome of glamour, class and style and everyone wanted to copy her hair styles and the way she dressed.  Over time we were all reminded that wealth does not bring happiness and the end of her marriage was tragic and even more so her early death.  Watching the news this week of her son becoming engaged and giving Diana's ring to his fiance was a bit surreal.  We all ooohed and awweed over that "rock" when Diana became engaged and frankly, it feels weird to see it on another woman's hand.   Ok, ok, I know what you might be thinking...it's special to William... but it's a bit creepy for me.   I guess I was too much wrapped up in all the details back then and thus it seems that it might have been good to let a few generations go by before taking that thing out of the jewelry box.  Now, everytime I see that ring I will think of the tragic life of someone who continually sought happiness and who missed out on the best years of her children's lives.