So I was awake at 2 and got to see all the hats go into Westminster, and saw the bride and heard all the speculation about the dress and all the fanfare.
What struck me most though, was how it didn't feel like a big spectacle or a fairy tale. It felt very real, so genuine. The fairy tale was still there of course.
It wasn't in the dress, or the music, or grand church. The fairy tale was in the way she looked at him and he looked at her and the smiles and the comfort between the 2 of them. Which is just as it should be.
A marriage shouldn't begin in a big fairytale. It shouldn't begin with so much emphasis on just the beginning of the thing. A marriage is really all about the forever after. May they have the very best forever after.
On a much more delightful note, just as the royal couple headed down to sign the papers, I had some very, very good news. My kids finally, after missing papers, after the long wait for bureaucracy, have been approved. Now it is just the steps to get the visa in place - the medicals, the interviews but my sweet daughter in law will be here. It won't be long now.