True Compassion

On a date with my best friend one Sunday afternoon of November, we passed by at Booksale-Robinson’s Ermita. Having a good heart for reading, we decided to stop and see if there would be a book that would interest us. My best friend headed to the magazine section while I went to the fiction section. Then I saw those piles of books under the children’s books. I looked at it and went crazy when I saw how affordable they were. I took four books on my hand to read their synopsis and luckily had my favourite author John Grisham’s A Painted House. And then, there was this To Kill a Mocking Bird by Harper Lee of which I have promised myself to read someday. My best friend came to me and asked me if I am done choosing. As I was leaving, I accidentally tripped on to something that made some books fell. I quickly picked them up and saw a book that caught my soul. The book’s cover was Prince Charles and Princess Diana; the title was Royal Service. I looked into it for a long time and the next thing I knew, I was already enjoying myself reading every single word of it. Then came my best friend again and asked me if I have already picked the books I want to buy. I just smiled to her and handed her the books I have chosen.

That night, I started reading it and as much as I told myself to not to read it wholly, I haven’t controlled myself and even developed an intense hunger of reading it on every flip of page. Then, I came to the end without noticing that I have finished reading it in just one night. To my surprise, the next morning, I found myself reading it all over again. I was so absorbed. I felt like I was trapped in a world where one would always want. I felt like a secret has just been told to me. I felt like I am there, in the palace, knowing and talking personally to the persons I wish I have the opportunity to talk to, to know in person, and to know the life of being royal. By just reading Barry’s book, I felt like I have experienced what he had; I felt like the valet of Prince Charles and was able to witness the budding love of Princess Diana and him. I was so obsessed and even made a research on what had happened to Charles and Diana after Barry left the service as a valet to him. And that made me feel interested of the next scenarios of their fairy tale-like life.

A part of my heart was pinched when I have known what had happened to them. It was tragic and traumatic. I wanted to sympathize with the sons she has loved so. She’s a one great soul that I would always look up to. Indeed, she made her very best to save her marriage. But it was too late. And so, she just wanted to find that single soul destined for her. Many had passed. But when finally found the right one, she has to depart life already. It’s time for her to meet the Creator. And so, that 31st of August 1997, she died in a car accident.
She’s lonely and just wanted to find the person destined for her. The one that would make her heart beats triple times. And so, she broke all the rules and risked herself to find him. Found at last, but she had to go. It was a joy for a moment and sadness for a lifetime.

She will always be loved and respected by many people all around the globe; and she would never be forgotten. The compassion she gave without anything in return, and the love she gave, is all immeasurable. Her life has touched many even mine. I have learned that it is the true compassion of a person that would make her mark her name in the hearts of everybody. Princess Diana, thank you for sharing your life to us. Thank you and God assoil your good soul.