Life and death - live the moment

Death is not really something I like to hear or talk about but is an integral part of our lives. Just today, I received an email from a good friend telling me that his closest friends and me about the passing of his mother. As I am far away from where he lives, I was not aware of her sickness and the email came quite as a shock to me. I guess many of us have experienced moments like this one.

When I find myself confronted with a sad message of the significance to appreciate life. It is those moments when I remember that the essentials in life are very simple: living in the present, appreciate every moment of your life, be at peace with your environment and the people around you. I often find myself caught up in unimportant things, worry about the superficial and forget to focus on relationships and people rather then things.

Kate and William's royal kiss - awakes the princess in us

I am not a fan of royalty neither have I ever followed family sagas and drama of aristocratic families around the world. I do remember my first encounter with a magazine called 'Hola' which learnt also existed in English as 'Hello' and is full of pictures of the rich and royal....I was surprised that those are quite successful in attaining large numbers of readerships. I could not believe it when girls in my class cried about lady Di death. Not that I didn't feel some empathy with the family, however, I certainly could not shed tears. To cut a  long story short, I am and never was interested in royal and aristocratic gossip.

Until probably last week I might not even have recognized Kate Middleton and her husband to be, Prince William of Wales, if I had to meet them on the street.

Besides the thousands of people that actually did, I have to admit that even I got to watch parts of yesterday's event - Kate and William's wedding. What an event!

While watching one of the endless recaps of the day while on the treadmill at the gym, I found myself smiling at the beautiful bride and my heart melted seeing the first kiss on the balcony of Buckingham Palace.

I was wondering why this happened to me and to many other women around me....

Is this the lost princess that we all at one stage of our life wanted to be (probably at the age of 8 more or less)? Or do we all hope to still be kissed by a prince? Or does it remind us that the fairy-tales that we listened to as children and the Hollywood chick-flicks we watch as adults can become true? Is it maybe that this short little moment allows us to believe in the prince and Mr right?