It is hardly surprising that Kate Middleton and King Charles are the center of attention for the British public. Well wishes are coming in from all around the world while Kate recovers from the “planned” abdominal surgery and the King is having cancer treatment in London. The public was concerned about how the royal family would be impacted by these health concerns, but the Palace reassured people that Kate was “doing-well” even though they hadn’t disclosed any information about her lengthy hospital stay or surgery.
Prince Harry and Meghan Markle were among those who extended their best wishes and hoped the Princess and the King a swift recovery.
Although their relationship with the other royals appears to be at an all-time low, their outreach to Kate and Charles may be the first step in resolving their differences.
The members of the Firm have been the target of accusations from the Duke and Duchess of Sussex, who have also criticized the Palace for failing to intervene on Meghan’s behalf when she was in need of support and contemplating suicide. During the controversial Oprah interview, Harry and Meghan launched their first accusations against the royal family, accusing a senior royal of doubting the sking color of Archie, who was still pregnant at the time.
The Sussexes gave numerous interviews after moving to the United States, and Harry wrote his book Spare, in which he disclosed secrets and discussed what went on behind closed doors when he was still a working royal.
There has also been turmoil in Meghan and Kate’s relationship.
Both Kate and Meghan were advised not to go to Balmoral when Queen Elizabeth’s health began to deteriorate, but the actual reason was that they didn’t want Meghan there and Kate was just told to stay behind to make things appear more equitable.
“Kate stayed away on purpose, but she really wanted to be there with the Queen in her final moments,” Jobson stated. Kate is completely consumed by that, and her dislike of Meghan has grown.
As per Jobson, “Catherine later admitted to a senior royal that, such was the ill feeling between the two couples, the joint walkabout was one of the hardest things she’d ever had to do.” Kate and William, along with Harry and Meghan, walked beside each other throughout the burial.
The media claims that Harry and Meghan contacted Kate as soon as they heard about her operation from the news.
A source informed the Mirror, “Prince Harry and Meghan have extended support to the King and the Princess of Wales with regards to their health.” “The Duke and Duchess conveyed their concern and well wishes to both parties through various means.”
The source stated, “Meghan has contacted Kate and Charles.” Thus, efforts are being undertaken to make amends.
The insider added that Meghan has been a huge supporter of Harry’s efforts to mend his family’s wrongs. Additionally, Harry “wishes the very best for the royals—Kate included.”
She stated, “It was reported that they sent private messages, which would be the proper course of action.”
She thinks it’s wise for Harry and Meghan to keep their comments about Kate private.
But even though Kate will resume her royal duties around Easter, PR guru Ryan McCormick warns Harry and Meghan might make a grave error if they start talking about the princess in public. According to the Mirror, McCormick advises the Sussexes not talk about Kate Middleton until she has resumed her royal duties.
My 81-year-old grandma started posting selfies on Instagram with heavy filters.
The notification popped up on my phone, another Instagram post from Grandma Rose. I sighed, tapping on the icon. There she was, her face smoothed and airbrushed beyond recognition, a pair of oversized, cartoonish sunglasses perched on her nose. A cascade of digital sparkles rained down around her. The caption read, “Feeling my vibe! #OOTD #YOLO #GrandmaGoals.”
My stomach churned. At first, it had been a novelty, a quirky, endearing quirk of my 81-year-old grandmother. But now, weeks into her social media blitz, it was bordering on unbearable.
It had started innocently enough. She’d asked me to help her set up an Instagram account, intrigued by the photos I’d shown her of my travels and friends. I’d thought it was a sweet way for her to stay connected with the family, a digital scrapbook of sorts.
But Grandma Rose had taken to Instagram like a fish to water, or rather, like a teenager to a viral trend. She’d discovered the world of filters, the power of hashtags, and the allure of online validation. Suddenly, she was posting multiple times a day, each photo more heavily filtered than the last.
The captions were a whole other level of cringe. She’d pepper them with slang I barely understood, phrases like “slay,” “lit,” and “no cap.” She’d even started using emojis, a barrage of hearts, stars, and laughing faces that seemed to clash with her gentle, grandmotherly image.
The pinnacle of my mortification came when she asked me, with wide, earnest eyes, how to do a “get ready with me” video. “You know, darling,” she’d said, her voice brimming with excitement, “like those lovely young ladies on the internet. I want to show everyone my makeup routine!”
I’d choked on my coffee. My makeup routine consisted of moisturizer and a swipe of mascara. Grandma Rose’s “makeup routine” involved a dusting of powder and a dab of lipstick.
The worst part was, my entire family was egging her on. They’d shower her with likes and comments, calling her “amazing,” “inspiring,” and “a social media queen.” They were completely oblivious to my growing dread.
I was trapped in a vortex of secondhand embarrassment. What if my friends saw these posts? What if my coworkers stumbled upon her profile? I could already imagine the whispers, the snickers, the awkward attempts at polite conversation.
I found myself avoiding family gatherings, dreading the inevitable discussions about Grandma Rose’s latest post. I’d scroll through my feed, wincing at each new notification, my finger hovering over the “unfollow” button, a button I couldn’t bring myself to press.
One evening, I found myself sitting across from my mom, the glow of her phone illuminating her face as she scrolled through Grandma Rose’s profile. “Isn’t she just the cutest?” she gushed, showing me a photo of Grandma Rose with a digital halo and angel wings.
“Mom,” I said, my voice strained, “don’t you think this is… a little much?”
My mom looked at me, her brow furrowed. “What do you mean? She’s having fun. She’s expressing herself.”
“But it’s not her,” I argued. “It’s like she’s trying to be someone else.”
“She’s adapting, darling,” my mom said, her voice gentle. “She’s embracing technology. She’s living her best life.”
I knew I wasn’t going to win this argument. My family, in their well-meaning attempt to support Grandma Rose, were completely blind to the awkwardness of the situation.
I decided to try a different approach. The next time Grandma Rose asked me for help with her Instagram, I sat down with her and gently explained the concept of “authenticity.” I showed her photos of herself, unfiltered and unedited, her smile genuine, her eyes sparkling with wisdom.
“You’re beautiful just the way you are, Grandma,” I said, my voice sincere. “You don’t need filters or slang to be amazing.”
She looked at the photos, her eyes softening. “Do you really think so, darling?” she asked, her voice a whisper.
“Absolutely,” I said, squeezing her hand.
Grandma Rose didn’t stop posting, but she did tone it down. The filters became less intense, the captions more genuine. She even started sharing stories from her life, anecdotes that were both heartwarming and hilarious.
And slowly, I began to appreciate her online presence. I realized that it wasn’t about trying to be an influencer; it was about Grandma Rose finding her own way to connect with the world, to express her joy, to simply be herself. And in the end, that was more than enough.
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