The truth of the matter.

So - it's 10 years ago today? Not for me. For me it's 15 years and more!
I've been watching the events on the 10th anniversary of the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, and I've been listening to the "expert" opinions of "why" this outward expression of sentiments.
I think that it is simply a mixture of people who have never been touched by personal tragedy, and people who have.
You see, at birth, one cannot choose one's parents, nor into what type of family one is born.
Whether sentiments of care, of love are present or not is beyond your control. Did your parents have more a son or a daughter in mind, and got the reverse? Was the mentality of your parents such that affections had to be covered, was it a necessity to show the British "no sentimentality" feature - or whatever. You didn't choose the situation, and you had to make the best you could out of it, allowing for all possibilities.
On the other hand, when you married, this was your own, personal carefully made decision, and you didn't have to make the most out of it, if you were happy, the best was there - twofold!
The problem with happiness is that it is easily shattered and broken.
I doubt very much that anyone who has not personally suffered the loss of a wife, a husband, with whom one has passed the majority of one's life, can even start to imagine the situation, from shock, through anguish - to "why her/him?"
You change personality, and although you try not to let it be seen, you lose most of the inherent will and passion for living.
To what purpose was all this destroyed? In "God's great plan"?
Well, I wish he could let us all into it! Why one and not two?
What use is a half of something when the whole worked so well?
I could go on for days about feelings, sentiments, situations, but it wouldn't mean anything to you, because - you see - YOU haven't been there - YET!
Byebye!

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