I remember the morning clearly. 10 years old waking up wanting French Toast (that was my breakfast every Sunday morning) only to turn on the TV and find my idol dead. I may have only been 10 years old but this was the first time I ever remember crying over someone I never met before. I always looked up to Diana because she was such a down to earth and carefree person. She never cared what people thought about her. She cared more about everyone else than what she was going to wear that day. When I saw her picture scroll across my screen I was devastated. I remember my grandmother looking at me wondering what the hell was wrong until she looked at the TV and finally understood.
20 years later we still don't know what really killed her? Driver error? Paparazzi? A plot from the queen to have her killed? Or Charles' mistress? Either way its been 20 years without the people's princess. A life taken at a young age of 36. 20 years that two young boys had to grow up without a mother.
"I don't go by the rule book. I lead from the heart, not the head". - Princess Diana
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