Princess Diana and Prince Charles were married on July 29, 1981. The following year on June 22, Princess Di gave birth to Prince William. I was born a month later on July 13. Then on September 15, 1984, Princess Di gave birth to Prince Harry. The following month, Ariel was born on October 22. My parents felt like their life was following the royal couple's.
August of 1997, I was gearing up for my Sophomore year of high school. I was sitting in my bedroom at my mom's house, when I caught the news about Princess Diana dying in the car crash. Four years later, I was getting ready for class in my Sophomore year of college, when I got a text from my dad to check the news. I turned on that same TV in my bedroom and sat in that same bed to watch the second plane crash into the World Trade Center, live.
Fast forward 10 years to the huge Royal Wedding of Princess Di's son William and Kate Middleton. Not even three days later, the death of Osama Bin Laden, a major player in the tragedy of 9/11, is all over the news.
I feel like some of the memories in my head will be forever tied together.
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I just think of it terms of generational tragedy. For my Grandmother, it was WW2, the death of Hitler, Vietnam. For my mom, it was going to the moon (she was only 6 and still remembers where she was and what she was doing), The assassination of Kennedy (although she was only like 8 months old). My biggest FEAR, is that there has already been so much tragedy in our lifetime...and we are still young!
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