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‘She never held them in her arms… But they carry her in their hearts.’ On a warm July evening in the candlelit garden of Kensington Palace, the royal family gathered to honour Princess Diana, who would have turned 64. But no one expected the dedication to bring the entire nation to tears. Catherine, Princess of Wales, walked up to the white grand piano and whispered: “This is for our beloved mother, who we will remember forever. Although the children never knew their grandmother…they loved her.” Her voice trembled. William lowered his eyes, placing his hand on George’s shoulder. There was silence in the garden. Then Catherine played-a melody soft, wistful, sacred. The music expressed what words could not: Diana lived on. In the stories. In kindness. In every beat of her grandchildren’s heart. When the last note faded, no one applauded. No one dared. Because in that silence, the world finally realised: she never met them… but somehow they miss her. They love her. 258
