Ahhh. Friday, April 29, 2011 will be a day to remember for many years to come.
I do remember the wedding of Princess Dianna and Prince Charles. I was very young then, but I remember my mother getting up to watch it live and then the recap of the wedding that was aired throughout the day. I didn’t appreciate the historic event I was seeing then, but as I crawled out of bed at 4 am on Friday, I totally understood why my mother got up that early thirty years ago. For those of us that missed that extravagant day (or did not fully understand it), this was our time. This was our chance to see a living fairy tale culminate in that one bright, shiny moment - the wedding of Prince William to Kate Middleton.
I had a great time posting my thoughts on Facebook and reading those posted by Pamela Mason. I felt a kinship to all those celebrating this special day in their own ways, like my friend Susan May who held an English breakfast in her home. Although I was sitting in my living room by myself (the guys thought I was nuts!), I really felt like I was a part of something far bigger than myself.
I watched the guests file in (loved David and Victoria Beckham).
I watched Prince Harry and Prince William arrive early to chat with the guests. I LOVED the sneak peak of Kate’s dress as she climbed into the car, then as she waved to the crowd as she made her way to Westminster Abbey. The wait was worth it when we finally saw the full picture of THE DRESS!
Then there was the vows, the music, the carriage ride and we can’t forget about those kisses on the balcony of Buckingham Palace. I loved how Princess Kate said “Oh wow” as she came out onto the balcony and saw the huge crowd gathered for a glimpse of this momentous event. I wish I could have been there, but seeing it on TV was extremely rewarding (I’m sure I wouldn’t have gotten a close enough view to see the real thing if I had been there).