A broken young man following their mother’s coffin down the Mall.
A stable man who married the woman he loved, despite the hounding from the press to both her and her family.
A tired man having to put on a brave face with both his much loved wife and father suffering from cancer at the same time and the press intrusion and certain members of the public baying for details. All the time trying to protect his children and guide them through it all with his wife. And getting through that with grace, compassion and strength.
A son who realised that both his mother and father were desperately unhappy and made choices that weren’t great. Yet also realises that people deserve love, happiness, forgiveness and compassion. And chose to love them despite historical events.
A man who lets his love for his father shine out instead of trying to drag him down at every opportunity.
A man who chose happiness instead of misery.
A man who chose a wife who consistently shows her class and always tries to make the correct choices.
A man who has the love of his wife who still gazes at him with adoration.
The difference between William and Harry is stark.
Imagine looking at all the choices your older brother made and wondering why you thought that your way would be better.