Saturday, June 16, 2018

June 16, 2018

Happy Father's Day Papa!

Today, the world celebrates father's day. And it's our papa's turn to step into the spotlight as we mark this very special day with a heartfelt tribute to them.

I rarely talked about my family in the social media. I don't even post pictures about them. Because I feel that social media is always harsh to people who chose to maintain some degree of sanity and privacy. My parents, raised in an era where life is so much simpler and easier away from the harsh world of technology, just love a simple and peaceful life. So I respected their privacy by not exposing them frequently in my social media posts.

But today is different. It's a father's day. 
So my father, who is already in the prime years of his life, deserves a little exposure. 😁😁

This photo of my father was taken by my sister. He wore a white long-sleeve barong with a huge cross. His usual attire when conducting a church service

I have a very happy childhood. I grew up in a loving home with a strict Catholic upbringing. Nights were spent in prayers and study. And days were mostly spent in school and in the afternoon, some basic catechism lectures. Sundays, Holy Week and Solemnities were spent in the church alone. 

When I was still a kid,  I was a typical Papa's girl who would cry if I would not see my father in a day. Every 5pm, I was excited to go home after school to wait for my parents coming from work. My father always had biscuits or fresh homemade bread he bought from a lone bread house near their working place. It was one of my fondest childhood memories.

Much of my growing up years were molded by my father's principles in life. He is a strict disciplinarian, born in an era where words of parents were treated sacred that must be obeyed at all cost. His traditional way of discipline influenced the way I make decisions in life. And made me who I am today. 

I developed a love for reading early on in life, in part because my father loves to read. He has a monthly subscription to The Colombian, an international magazine for Catholics circulated to all Knights of Columbus (a fraternal organization for Catholic men throughout the world) members, my father is a member of this organization. It was the very first magazine I read. Almost every reading material in our house was all about Catholics, so early on I've a better understanding about my faith. I've a deep ties to my Catholic belief and I was raised observing the Catholic tradition wholeheartedly.

I grew up very close to him. When I was still a kid, I would accompany him to the church where he regularly conducted a church service. Parish priests in Surigao del sur only limited to municipal town, so church in each barangay often left to lay ministers to conduct a Celebration of the Holy Word every Sunday (Holy Mass can only be conducted by ordained priests and deacons). 

Apart from being a Catholic lay minister, papa also worked in the government office. So during school break, I would tag along with him at the municipal hall, I loved it because at lunch time, he would treat me to a lone restaurant in the place which served delectable dishes and allowed me to order anything I want!

He is a cross between a regular guy and an extraordinary fellow. He himself was raised in a comfortable home but did not grow up hostile to the environment. In return, he dedicated his life to humanitarian causes and in the Catholic church service, something he inherited from his mother.  

My father, who has a degree in political science, is an activist, an environmentalist, an anti-mining advocate, a crusader of peace and justice in our province, an advocate of organic farming and a pre-cana (a pre-marriage seminar that should be attended by couples who wish to receive a Catholic wedding) lecturer. He hates inequality and oppression. I grew up watching him going out to the street, voicing his protest against illegal logging and mining industries. I saw his great passion in protecting the environment, something I also inherited. He once fought hard for the closure of two mining companies in Surigao del Sur due to its worst effect in the environment. 

During martial law era, he was one of the vocal leaders in our place fighting against Marcos tyranny. And there were several times that he was almost got arrested. Glad, he had strong connections to local politicians, his arrest was not pursued. I grew up admiring his unique principle, I rarely heard other fathers in our place breathing the same principle as his.

He is always busy, either spending his precious time in the church or organizing activities for social actions. In his own belief, it's every Christian's duty to be responsive to social issues. He often said that we were born to be God's stewards to all His creations, and any activity that will harm the environment and the human dignity must be fought for. I often heard him emphasizing this principle during a pre-cana lecture or at the church conducting a service when our parish priest is out of town. 

His faith towards Catholicism is unparalleled. He always make sure nothing will get astray from the flock. He founded so many organizations in our parish to fortify the Catholic belief in our place. Each week, there's a family gathering for a Bible study. One way or another, I secretly admired my father's superhero-like dedication to the Catholic church and community service. He is also greatly admired in our place, people are fascinated with his unique devotion to the church. He once chaired the PPCRV, the Catholic Church's watchdog during election. And was a Parish Pastoral President in our place for 10 years. 

For the first four years of my life, we lived in a farm where he co-managed a poultry business. He always made a room for farming even though that time he was working full time in the municipal hall as a Local Revenue Collection Officer. He also ventured into Copra, Abaca, Corn and fruits trading, but when insurgencies erupted we moved to my grandparents' place and left the farm to some tenants, seven years later, my father sold this farm and we permanently lived in the town proper. 

He is an attentive and a very protective parent, making  sure we only consumed healthy food. I haven't tried chips and junk foods while growing up. It was only in college that I tried binging chips and chocolates. Back in the farm, even if we had a poultry business, I did not have a chance to consume commercial chicken. He strongly prohibited it. His reason - because commercial chicken is very unhealthy, feeds are high in antibiotic and estrogen, both catalysts of chronic illnesses and cancer. So we were only limited to consuming native chicken which he separately raised for our  personal consumption.

It was only my father who could tolerate my tantrums without losing temper, he would easily yield when I wrangled to buy something maybe because he did not want his eardrum be pierced with my toe-curling wail. But like a good disciplinarian father, he never tolerated some of my impossible lapses, he would shout at the top of his lungs and shut me with glazing eyes if I did something terrible, he would often gave me a corresponding corporal punishment when necessary.

Though he was busy with his work in the government office and in the church, he had plenty of time guiding our growing up years. He never let a single day passed without checking us when he would hear some unsettling issues, his favorite hour of the day (to talk to us) was at the early dawn. And even if we won't wake up, he would sit beside our bed and would bombard us with advises and detailed explanation on how life should be handled to avoid mess. 

Looking back, I learned so many lessons from my father's precious words and "counselling moment" before sunrise. His gentle words, which are unlikely because he was known with his signature "booming voice" in the neighborhood, deeply penetrated into my brain and miraculously worked for the next decades of my life.

Unlike other kids, my siblings and I did not grow up watching television. He strongly prohibited it. So our night time was always spent in studying before we were put to bed. We were  allowed to play with other kids in the neighborhood only on weekends. Back then, I had no issues with this arrangement. And I went on with my life, unruffled.

Meals were always spent in the table with some discussions. Because we had no access to television, my father would just provide us updates with what's going on with the environment, the latest social issues, the unsettling wars on the other side of the world and the economic woes the country was facing during those years. But every Saturday, he would take us to the seaside, just a few distance from our home ( we lived in a coastal area facing the Pacific Ocean), to spend our breakfast. There,  the setting was always relax (no more lectures haha!) and a little informal and we would share plenty of laughter.

My parents. They raised us in a loving home with a very strict Catholic upbringing

He is far from modern and my days during summer were often spent with his long lectures of good conduct and correct manners And because my father loves to read, we've plenty of books in the house, but mostly about Catholic Church.

Before attending college, I had a long week of lectures from him. He warned me endlessly to be cautious with the people I will meet. "Stay away from those who go to the bar and drink alcoholic beverages. Don't talk to boys, don't get involve into a relationship while still in school" and "never come home late at night" were his most prominent reminders. I took everything by heart and hadn't disappointed my father. So I wasn't close to anybody while in college. I was extra cautious with the people I met. The first time I started talking to boys was when I started working. That's why I've this tentative attitude towards men. Until now, I still find it difficult to go out my ways and be comfortable with boys. 

But my discomfort towards men is not my father's fault. In fact, I thanked him endlessly for raising me that way. It's a precaution I made for most part of my life. So don't be surprised that until now I'm single. I wasn't raised to be dependent to men and rush into marriage. I was disciplined to become independent. 

My father often said that I was born in an era where life is often treated unholy by some and where wars are frequently heard everywhere. So he advised me to be extra sensitive to the people who needed help. 

Born in a very conservative environment, my father isn't a fan of all sorts of entertainment. He couldn't even remember if he ever watch movies in his lifetime. He hated variety shows with girls dancing in bikinis, he found it too lurid to be watched by children, so we did not have television until my last year in college. Even then, he strongly discouraged us from watching soap operas. 

But after college, gradually, I was disillusioned with my father's stiff principles in life and we occasionally had a row because of his "wrong" interpretations on some world events. As with most activitists, my father detested America and badly criticized whoever sat as US President. So to prevent from bickering, I would not join him in the living room watching news because we always ended up debating. Several years on and moving to a complicated era of modernity, I could not help but think if my father was right with his interpretations.

Despite his radical principles in life, my father has this endearing character which makes me think if he owns a charity institution in his past life. If he saw a vendor in the street with torn pants, he would give his own, if he saw a homeless person knocking in another door, he would fetch him and let him stay in our house (this happens several times), he regularly offered foods, water and a small amount of money to people who are in dire poverty. He often said that part of our mission in life as a true Christian is to serve our "neighbors" as what the Holy Bible commanded. Once and for all, I extremely admired this part of his character.

My father gave up his smoking habit in 1988 and when he was diagnosed of hypertension in 1990, he totally stopped drinking alcoholic beverages and eating meat. Since 1990s, he has a lifestyle of a Monk. No meat, no processed food, no soft drinks and alcoholic beverages, no seasoning and less salt. He also rarely drinks coffee.

My father is not perfect, he has his own shares of lapses too, but he’s trying hard to be the best father that he could be. More than a father, my Papa served as a good model in my life when it comes to generosity and kindness. His influence and discipline, to be morally upright all the time, made me able to conquer life's demons and temptations.

His deep commitment to the Catholic life service and the community was halted in 2009 when he suffered from cataract. By May 2009, my father became completely blind and his movement was limited to sitting and sleeping. It was a big struggle on his part because he adored reading books and watching news. But the most frustrating part of this condition was the fact that he could no longer offer his service to the community and the church.

In 2010, with constant monitoring from doctors, his blood pressure became stable and he was well enough to undergo an eye operation. Months later, he completely recovered and resumed his devotion to church service.

I am an ever obedient daughter. I grew up with a certain belief that children should never disappoint their parents. So I am always cautious with my action not to implicate shame to my father. For one because he is serving the Catholic church as a lay minister and lecturer.  And it's my duty not to tarnish his reputation. 

There are only two occasions that I disobeyed my father. One, about my college degree. He always wanted me to take up law. So when I entered college, he told my mother to enroll me in a pre-law course, political science, in Ateneo. But I balked, and took up a business course instead. He was badly disappointed but still supported my choice. After college, he wanted me to work in the government office. So he made some arrangement with our town mayor (because that time my uncle, my father's only brother, was serving as a municipal vice mayor). I was given two choices, both head of office items. But I refused both, because I wanted to work in the city. When I finished my masteral degree, my father again asked me to work in the government office. Again, I refused, because I wanted to work in the industry. I relocated in Manila against the wishes of my parents. 

But years went on, I know my father accepted my decision. But still, he has no idea how much I earned now or where I am in my career. I did not tell him the truth because I know he will get disappointed. He has always high expectations on me. Perhaps, because I was so competitive when I was still  in school, I always excelled in everything. And I hated defeat. 

Somehow I felt guilty because in a way I disappointed my father, but I'm not stopping maneuvering my wagon of destiny. I'm in constant pursuit with whatever wonderful path in store for me. I know it's just out there. All I have to do is to chase it. Someday, I know I will be in the right place. As what my father had always expected from me. 

Now,  even if I am miles away from home, I still think about my parents, especially my father, because he has such a huge influence in my life. His discipline endures. And I often turn to his marvelous words whenever I'm in trouble. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm still the same person I am now if he is not my father. If I didn't grow up with his conservative discipline and his unique life's principles. Perhaps not. Perhaps I'm different. Not sensible enough to understand the intricacies of ife. Especially this toxic, liberated world. 

My father is now 78 years old (Oops, don't start counting, my father got married super late in life and I was born two years after my parents' wedding)  and I am very thankful that he is healthy and sprightly active. Despite his constant bout of hypertension, he is well enough to live a normal life everyday. He has a very healthy lifestyle and his active church service adds zest to his daily routine.

For this happy occasion honoring all the fathers in the world, my only wish for my father is to be healthy all the time and live a long life, well enough to see me build a family of my own. πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒ

Happy Father's Day Papa! 

Saturday, June 9, 2018

June 09, 2018

Happy 97th Birthday Prince Philip!

Happy 97th birthday Prince Philip!

My favorite British royal will celebrate his 97th birthday on June 10, 2018 around the time his wife, the Queen, celebrates her official birthday during the Ascot Party in Windsor. Queen Elizabeth II was born on April 21, 1926 but royal tradition dictates (since King Edward VII time) that a British monarch will celebrate his/her official birthday on the second Saturday of June.

However, the real star of the royal family on June 10 will be the Duke of Edinburgh, who was born in 1921 on the Greek island of Corfu. He will turn 97 this year.  Such a prime age reach by any Prince Consort in British history. To date, Prince Philip is the longest serving Prince Consort in British history. He is also the oldest surviving great-great grandchild of Queen Victoria of England.

Despite his advance age, His Royal Highness before 2017 had been sprightly active, doing his duties to the Commonwealth, accompanying the Queen in her public engagement. And he still saw action taking part in the carriage show, which had been one of his favorite sports ever since he became a Prince consort. Having no sign of slowing down despite his age, Prince Philip continues to act as a patron to most organizations he supported but had to give up some to take care of his health. The Duke of Edinburgh Award which he helped establish in 1960s is now spearheaded by his son and successor, Prince Edward.

In the past years, Prince Philip had several health scares that sent worry to the public and the royal family, but he managed to overcome those and continue showing his best self in public appearances. However, last year, 2017, he finally retired from public service and stayed away from the public eye.

His last public appearance was on May 19, 2018 at the wedding of his grandson, Prince Harry, now the Duke of Sussex. He wore a morning suit with his hands clasped at his back and showed no signs of any discomfort despite having a broken hip a week earlier. He was also seen gleefully chatting with some members of the royal family and even managed to wave to the crowd.

The Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh during Harry's wedding 

Looking back at his life, Philip earned praises for his role, not just to his devotion to the Commonwealth, but also privately as a father.

He has long been considered as a more attentive parent than the Queen, closely guarding the growing up years of all their four children, including the marriages. He was particular with Prince Charles because he is the heir apparent. He made sure Charles would not end up with a commoner so all commoners who were linked to the Prince of Wales while still single were effectively "banished" by the Duke of Edinburgh.

So it was a common knowledge that he strongly opposed the extra marital affair of Charles with Camilla. He had arranged several meetings with his eldest son in the past, and even taking matters into his own hands just to prevent a divorce between Charles and Diana. He was known to have admonished his son to keep his marriage with Diana and abandon Camilla. But in the end, Charles didn't listen.

Elizabeth and Philip during the announcement of their engagement, 
July 1947

Tired and frustrated, Prince Philip was heard commenting about Prince Charles having a brain being sucked dry. When Charles married his mistress on a civil rite in 2005, he and the Queen didn't attend the wedding. It was only during the couple's church blessing at St. George Chapel that they attended, to show a family unity in public.

He belonged to the old seat of European royalty who abhors commoners joining the royal family, having heard commenting in the past about Princess Margaret's (sister of Queen Elizabeth II) commoner lovers as taking into to the royalty through a trade man's entrance. So it's not surprising if privately he detested Kate Middleton and Megan Markle. In public, both he and the Queen showed public acceptance to these women. We didn't know the real story behind the palace walls however.

Most of the time, the publicity machines of Buckingham Palace will print nice articles  and prevent any malicious write ups against any individuals joining the royal family so as not to harm the institution and to please the public who wants to see a more modern monarchy. But privately, the royals are different people, they still maintain an upper lip system. Commoners who joined the royal family are being virtually ignored on private gatherings. In 2011, during the Christmas celebration of the royal family in Sandringham, Kate Middleton was seen being ignored by most members of the royal family. She was left all alone by herself waving to the bystanders while the rest of the royal family members walked together and holding their hands.

The Duke of Edinburgh, a staunch defender of royal tradition and decorum, hasn't fallen any far from this category. But due to his age, he hasn't taken much action to prevent any of his grandchildren on the male line to end up with a commoner. However, privately we never know the real deal. Although they've made some adjustment in recent years, they're still known with their strict devotion to tradition. And Prince Philip is no exemption.

He is a true-blooded royal prince after all. 

Born Prince Philippos of Greece and Denmark, Philip has no commoner blood, both her parents were royalty. His father, Prince Andrew, was the 7th child of King George I of Greece and Queen Olga, herself a Russian Grand duchess who ranked higher than a princess at the time of her birth. Philip's mother was Princess Alice of Battenberg whose mother, Princess Victoria of Hesse and by Rhine, was a granddaughter of Queen Victoria of England.

Philip grew up around royalty, in addition to Queen Victoria as his great-great grandmother, he is a great-great grandson of Emperor Nicholas I of Russia. Another great grandfather was King Christian IX of Denmark. Empress Alexandra, the wife of Emperor Nicholas II of Russia, the last of the Romanovs, was his maternal great aunt and Queen Louise, the wife of King Adolf VI of Sweden was his mother's younger sister. All European crown heads are his relatives. He had spent his youth visiting royal palaces and castles to see his royal cousins most notably King Michael of Romania whose mother Queen Marie was also a granddaughter of Queen Victoria. His closest cousin was Queen Maria of Yugoslavia.

However, though Philip was born royal and sixth in line of succession to the Greek throne, he had an uneventful life when he was still a young boy. At the time of his birth, Greece was unstable and in constant war with neighboring countries. Philip's father, Prince Andrew, who had served as General in the Greek army during the reign of his brother, King Constantine I, was initially sentenced to die through a firing squad when Greece was defeated by Turkey. But King George V of England, who was Andrew's first cousin through King Christian IX of Denmark, dispatched a British warship to Greece to save his cousin. This was George V's bravest action as monarch for his blood relatives to heal the private wound he suffered when he failed to save the lives of his cousins, Emperor Nicholas II of Russia and Empress Alexandra, who, together with their children, were massacred by the Bolsheviks during the Russian revolution.

Prince Andrew was spared from death. He and his family went to live in France for a time before moving back to England. But years later, the marriage of Prince Philip's parents fell apart. Prince Andrew went to Monaco and lived with his mistress. This prompted Princess Alice to suffer a nervous breakdown. She was sent to Switzerland for a treatment in a psychiatric facility. Around this time, all sisters of Prince Philip had already married German princes. So the young boy was sent to England to live with his grandmother, Princess Victoria. He grew up under the care of his maternal uncle, Lord Mountbatten.

Despite having no inheritance of his own, Philip lived a splendid, upper-class life having born into royalty. He was sent to schools attended by children of aristocrats. He also joined the Royal Navy and had served as lieutenant during World War II where he saw action under enemy's fire. As royals carried no surnames, Philip was simply known in the Royal Navy as Prince Philip of Greece.

Philip was blindingly handsome during his youth. His princely status added magic to his already attractive personality. No doubt women in his time were instantly besotted on him. He had strings of attracted girlfriends, both high society profiles and incredibly rich. But his uncle, Lord Mountbatten, felt he deserved a better place in the world, and not in the company of rich commoners.

Lord Mountbatten geared his nephew to a position where he should be worthy occupying. A future Prince consort. In 1940, royals were still not allowed to marry commoners. So Princess Elizabeth, who by then an heir presumptive to her father, King George VI, was expected to marry only within royalty and nobility. Many princes and sons of British aristocrats, including Earl Spencer, the father of Diana, Princess of Wales, were considered for a royal match. But Elizabeth fixed her eyes on her distant cousin, the dashing Prince Philip.

In 1942, Princess Elizabeth and Prince Philip started a correspondence. However, King George VI strongly opposed the prospect since Elizabeth was still young. The two needed to wait for several years to formalize their relationship. But he was allowed to see the princess whenever he could. During his break from the Royal Navy, Philip was allowed by the King, whom he privately called "uncle Bertie", to spend with the royal family in Windsor Castle and Balmoral Castle in Scotland.

Prince Philip grew up in Kensington Palace where his grandparents, Prince Louis of Battenberg and Princess Victoria of Hesse, used to live. But he occasionally spent his Christmas and New Year with the royal family in Windsor Castle. Around this time, Lord Mountbatten started making an arrangement for his nephew to marry Elizabeth.

In July 1947, the official engagement was announced and Philip needed to relinquish his Greek royal title in order to marry the future Queen of England. The royal family feared that if he remained a Greek Prince, whose ancestors were German royals, the British public might not fully accept the union. It was still after the war and the British people hated everything about Germany so having a Greek Prince with a German royal blood joining the British royal family might elicit animosity from the public.

So Philip chose a more English identity that will remind the British public about  honor and commitment. Mountbatten. The name was adopted by his grandfather, Prince Louis of Battenberg, when he gave up his princely title in 1917 to become a full British subject.

Philip and Elizabeth were married on November 20, 1947 at Westminster Abbey attended by most of their royal relatives around Europe. On the eve of their wedding, he was made Duke of Edinburgh by King George VI. And was made Prince of the United Kingdom on June 2, 1953, following the coronation of his wife. He has  four children with the Queen. And as of 2018, has eight grandchildren and seven great grandchildren. His successor of his noble titles is his youngest son, Prince Edward, the Earl of Wessex.

He could have reached the status of being the First Sea Lord of England in the Royal Navy, just like his uncle, Lord Mountbatten, and grandfather, Prince Louis of Battenberg, but his role as Prince Consort only restricted him to perform ceremonial  duties concerning the British monarchy. Although his role hasn't fully defined by the constitution other than the Queen's husband, Prince Philip assumed most of the responsibilities of the Queen in public when she's not around. He also sat as a member of the Council with his sons and Prince William.

Prince Philip has recently undergone a surgery on his hip. And at 97, already looked tired and frail, but hasn't given up most of his daily routines like taking a walk, attending public engagement, attending ceremonies and horse shows. It might take years before he would completely keep away from the public. But for now it's nice to see him around accompanying the Queen. Perhaps, we would never see or hear again such a consort who is a full-blooded royal. To date, Prince Philip is the last European royal to marry into the British royal family, and the only consort to a reigning European crown head who is royal by birth.

Let's wish him a happy birthday! May God grant him a safe life and excellent health condition as he celebrates another year. Long live  Prince Philip!!!

Saturday, June 2, 2018

June 02, 2018

The Rightful British Monarch By Virtue of Birthright

The current British monarch, Elizabeth II,  celebrates another milestone in her reign. 

St. Edward's Crown, the official crown wore by British monarchs during coronation
Photo credit List Verse

It's been 65 years since she was formally invested as Queen of the United Kingdom and Her Realms. The third of the Windsors to mount the British throne, Elizabeth ascended the throne following the death of her father, George VI, on February 6, 1952, but it was not until June 2, 1953 that she was formally crowned as British monarch at the glittering ceremony at Westminster Abbey.

However, I would not dwell too much on the Queen's coronation anniversary, so much formality of praises has been said. There was no doubt, she is one of the most influential monarchs in the world today. But for royal enthusiasts' sake, I would touch the interesting subject rarely tackled in social discussions. The rightful British monarch and how destiny paved the way for her to occupy the  highest throne on earth. Tracing her blood line and birth circumstances, the respected monarch was not expected to ascend the British throne, at least at the time of her birth in 1926.

Elizabeth, who is now 92 years old, was born as an eldest child of the then Prince Bertie, Duke of York, the second son of King George V, who himself the second son of King Edward VII and was not also expected to ascend the British throne had his older brother, Prince Victor, Duke of Clarence, has not died from a mysterious illness.

King George V's heir-apparent was Prince David, the flamboyant Prince of Wales who loved to create controversies in his time. When George V died, David immediately ascended the throne as Edward VIII, but before he could be formally invested as monarch, he abdicated to marry a twice divorced American commoner, Wallis Simpson, whom his parents referred as his "unholy lover". Not only the woman was American, she was a commoner and divorce, circumstances that the royal family dreaded. By royal standard, Wallis was never considered a suitable wife of a British King.

Bertie unexpectedly picked up the tarnished crown left by his love-struck brother, and  reigned as King George VI. He managed to serve the throne with devotion and honor. However, his eldest daughter, still was not considered as heir-apparent. As British monarchy at that time was following a male-preference primogeniture succession, Elizabeth was only considered heir-presumptive, meaning only a conditional heir to the throne. If her parents would produce a male heir, she would step lower, together with her children, in the line of succession. Fortunately, Prince Bertie and his wife, Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon, did not have children following the birth of their second daughter, Princess Margaret.

History would prove that there are two gateways that paved the way of Elizabeth's destiny to become a British monarch. The exclusion of Roman Catholics in the line of succession and the death of Princess Charlotte of Wales in 1817.

Had Catholics were not barred from succeeding the British throne in the 17th century, the current British monarch would be Prince Franz, the Duke of Bavaria, the current head of the House of Wittelsbach in Germany. Franz is the senior male descendant of King Charles I of England, and therefore the rightful British monarch by virtue of birth right. But in the 17th century, all Catholic descendants of King Charles I, were excluded in the line of succession through an Act of Parliament. 

This was implemented to prevent repeating the bloody war during the reign of Queen Mary I. This monarch attempted an aggression to reverse the English Reformation established by her father, King Henry VIII. The Queen, who was a Roman Catholic, wanted to restore the Roman Catholicism in England and desired to establish Catholic as the realm's official religion. She ordered the execution of many protestants and those considered as heretics in England. Many were burned at stake. There was so much chaos in England during her reign due to this attempt, so much so that she was denounced as Bloody Mary by her protestant opponents.

After the death of Mary, her half-sister, Elizabeth, ascended the throne and re-established what their father started - discarding Catholicism and making Anglican as the official religion of the realms. Thus, the current religion of the British royal family is Anglican. After Elizabeth I's death, the throne passed to the Stuarts of Scotland. And during their reigns Catholics were not barred from succeeding the throne, however, English ministers still not comfortable having a Catholic monarch. When the third Stuart, James II, ascended the throne, the ministers began a move to oust him. King James II was raised a Catholic by his mother, Queen Henrietta, a Roman Catholic French princess. And he had a Catholic second wife, Princess Maria of Modena. 

Afraid the Bloody Mary reign would be repeated, the English ministers initiated a revolution that would oust James. They put his eldest daughter from his first marriage, Princess Mary who was raised a protestant, to the throne. Mary went on to reign with her husband, William III. The couple had no children so the throne passed to Mary's younger sister, Anne. It was during Anne's reign that The Act of Parliament was passed. This law proclaimed that no Roman Catholics will ever reign in England.

So the descendants of King Charles I were effectively barred from succeeding the British throne. However, had this law was not implemented, the throne would pass to Princess Henrietta, the youngest daughter of Charles I who married the Duke of Orleans. And eventually to their direct descendant, Prince Franz, the Duke of Bavaria.

His Royal Highness, Prince Franz, the Duke of Bavaria
He is the most senior male descendant of King Charles I of England, therefore, by virtue of birth right, the rightful British monarch
Photo credit The Telegraph

Prince Franz is now 85 years old and has never married. Therefore, no direct descendants. His heir-apparent to the Jacobite succession of the British throne is his younger brother, Prince Max, and Max's eldest daughter, Princess Sophie, now the hereditary Princess of Liechtenstein. Asking about his opinion over his right to the British throne, his staff made it clear the duke has no interest in British monarchy and already contented being the Duke of Bavaria. 

Prince Franz. an avid art collector, lives in splendid, magical castles and palaces in Germany. Nymphenburg Palace in Munich, Berg Castle and Hohenschwangau Castle in the countryside of Bavaria as his country retreat. The breathtaking Neuschwanstein Castle, one of Germany's fairy tale castles, was constructed during the reign of his great uncle, King Ludwig II of Bavaria.

Her Royal Highness, Princess Sophie, the Hereditary Princess of Liechtenstein
Niece of Prince Franz and who has a strong claim by virtue of blood line than Prince Charles as heir-apparent to the British throne

After the death of Queen Anne, the throne passed to her nearest protestant relative, Prince George of Hanover, who became King George I. It was in this blood line that Elizabeth's roots can be directly traced. Her great-great grandmother, Queen Victoria, was the granddaughter of George's grandson, King George III.

Still, there was another hindrance.

Queen Victoria herself was not expected to ascend the British throne. She was female and her father, Prince Edward, the Duke of Kent, was only fourth son of George III. But a terrible event happened in 1817 that would change the course of British monarchy forever. George III's only legitimate granddaughter at that time, Princess Charlotte (only child of the Prince of Wales who would become King George IV), died when she gave birth to a son. She had no other siblings as her parents separated shortly after she was born.

After the death of Charlotte, her father's successor was her uncle, Prince William, Duke of Clarence, King George III's third son. He became King William IV, he too had no legitimate children so the throne passed to his niece, Victoria.

It's crazy how destiny creates its own path to pave the way for a certain event to take place. Therefore in this world, if things are meant to be yours, it will happen, no matter how impossible the circumstances are. Just think of Queen Elizabeth II's almost impossible fate to become the longest reigning monarch in British history.

So believing in destiny manifests power. πŸ˜πŸ˜ƒ

For more of royal stories, 
you may visit my royal blog, click ROYALS OF EUROPE

Monday, May 28, 2018

May 28, 2018

A Tribute to Friends Who Supported My Books

A tribute to my friends who unconditionally appreciated and supported my books. This is also the  short story of my journey in the writing field and the challenges I needed to overcome to fulfill my childhood dream.

I remember when I was still in grade school, I would spend a lengthy of time reading books. My parents encouraged me to read books than play outdoor with friends. Later I found fulfillment in reading. I was excited with the fact that a story of life was unfolding in my senses. And it appeared to be magical to me. My young mind was so fascinated how thoughts were developed  and how a certain person could flawlessly craft a plot. I thought then how incredible the minds of the writers, creating a story out of nowhere by just utilizing their imagination. I wondered then if I could do such thing too. If I've a powerful imagination of a writer. Back then I haven't dreamed to become one because having been raised in a quiet seaside suburb in Surigao del Sur, I just wanted to live near the beach and collect sea shells.

When I reached intermediate, I began to love Araling Panlipunan, followed by Heograpiya ng Pilipinas. Primarily because these subjects focused on events and historical occurrences. I  knew then that I preferred story telling of historical events than anything else. Unlike kids of my age, I wasn't fascinated with Cinderella and Snow White, and all the fairytale stuff because I thought they never really existed in reality. I preferred real events.

I was 12 years old when I was hooked to radio dramas. Believe me, my parents were incensed with this habit. They thought I was too young to understand all the complications in life. So they  strongly prohibited me from getting near the radio, especially during weekdays, because I have grades to maintain. It was also during this period that our place, so remote from the world, didn't have a supply of electricity yet, so I have to rely on books to develop my creativity. Though my parents prevented me from listening to radio nobelas, I often sneaked to our neighbor in the afternoon after class to listen to some episodes.

One day I was disappointed how one particular drama was ended. I hated the fact that the ending of the story didn't have a strong plot or a justifiable finale. So I went home, grabbed my notebook and started rewriting the whole story. I wrote the finale the way I wanted to end it.

That was the beginning of my interest in writing. Since then I didn't stop writing stories. In my high school years, I wrote several scripts for our school drama and stage presentation. I also sold some of my  scripts to my school mates for their own classroom presentation.

Everyone thought I would take up journalism or creative writing in college, my father too convinced me to take a course related to writing then proceed to law afterwards, but my unruly mind thought of something else. I wanted a different field. Geography, International Studies, Astronomy (I loved Earth Science when I was still in school πŸ˜‚) but none of these was offered in Davao schools during that time. So I ended up choosing a business course.

However, despite taking a business course, my favorite pastime was scribbling stories in my notes. While all my classmates and board mates were having boyfriends, busy dating and giggling in the school campus with their crushes, I was stuck in my room writing stories. Or at the library reading books. My interest that time wasn't on boys but on European history. Until I developed a great interest in the lives of European royals. I've read every book and magazine related to European monarchy. I was able to read all versions of Encyclopedia and biographies of Queens and Kings. Until I could write every royal family tree accurately without checking books.

I was fascinated with European wars, the war on succession,  the Hundred Years of War, World War I and II, preferably because monarchies were involved. I could trace why those wars occurred. And how Kings and Queens dealt with the ailing nations. My obsession towards European royalty and its history continued for several years. Until I became familiar with royal customs, decorum and protocol. And have known practically all royal houses in Europe. I could trace whose blood line the current European royals descended. And why they shouldn't supposed to marry non-aristocratic commoners by royal standard.

I also started a blog about Royals of Europe in 2007 (check MY ROYAL BLOG LINK here). Then I realized, I should be writing books about royalty someday. In 2008, I started writing the initial plot of The Queen Consort, a historical romance novel, but had to shelf it to concentrate on Tales of Royal Tragedies, a compilation of royal scandals and controversies that tainted the prestige of the crown. I went through some challenges writing a non-fiction book about famous families because I need to check the authenticity of  my sources. And doing an extensive research about this topic was not a walk in the park.

Tired and discouraged at some point, I stalled the writing several times. But my burning desire to finish a book about my royal obsession was so intense I fought hard to get back on track and continued polishing the book. It was in 2014, six years later, that I thoroughly finished everything. Now, Tales of Royal Tragedies can be bought from

The Quiz Master is also six years in the making. Because this is a trivia book, I should choose categories from various fields of interest. And the task wasn't easy. I have to read sources from across all print platform. From books, magazines, newspapers, journals to validate facts. I've checked online sources too, websites, articles and research studies. It was a real hard work.

However, it wasn't until 2015 that I started writing a fiction book, The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy. Initially, I wanted to write something unique under the suspense genre. I wrote several drafts, around six, until I settled with a plot about a young woman hunted by a secretive organization. The script undergone several revision of chapters. I've also fought the perennial writer's block in-betweens until finally completing it two years later.

Hardwork, perseverance, enthusiasm and strong determination are the essential  characteristics one should possess to successfully write a book. Without these traits it's almost impossible for an individual to finish a book. And because this is a personal goal, one should be self-motivated to sustain the momentum. Lack of self motivation endangers the possibility of finishing a book. All throughout my writing endeavor, I kept reminding myself that no one could help me fulfill my dreams except me so I need to focus on my writing goals everyday. I figured, if I'll just sit around and wait for the world to crumble without doing anything to realize that dream, nothing will really happen.

Having seen my childhood dream finally coming true is an achievement, a great reward, a success in itself. It feels like a ball of magic finally landed in my palm. The joy is immeasurable. Like I've just handed a trophy for Best in Not Giving Up. Success cannot be measured by monetary values but by the journey one had traversed to realize that dream.

I considered having a finished book a great accomplishment. However,  having people buy and appreciate the book is a priceless reward. It makes all the sacrifices meaningful. It boosts courage and serves as an inspiration to write more.

The sad thing is that, and this is a very common topic among book authors in the writing group I joined online, it's very rare to get support from family and friends. Most of the time, book authors get support from outsiders. It's challenging to convince friends and family to rally behind. My first book, Tales of Royal Tragedies, was sold outside the Philippines, buyers were people I didn't know and haven't met in person. None from my circle ever showed interest to get a copy. Most of my friends just want to ask for a free copy without any interest to buy one. It feels sad.

Photo credit: Nikki Bayona ©

The same reaction when my debut novel was published. None from my family and friends, except the few ones, expressed to buy a copy. Except asking for a free copy. It's almost discouraging but I've to wind it off and look on the brighter side of publishing a book. I figured, maybe because only few in my circle love to read books. It's so hard to force people to appreciate books when they don't like reading at all.

However, there are fewest people in my circle who are so genuinely supportive, who don't need further convincing to buy copies. And some of them I've just met recently. This gesture of genuine support really touched my heart and deeply inspired me to continue writing stories. Having them bought a copy without forcing them to do so is a testimony that they appreciated my creativity. That they believed I can write. And with this, I'm forever grateful.

Photo credit: Jessica and Randy ©

So it's a great pleasure to honor them here, to show how much I treasured their kind gesture. To let them know how grateful I am with their support and rare generosity.

Thanks to my ever supportive friends, Helen, Rowie, Prissie, Ate Nemie McLaughlin, and to my colleagues, Nikki and Randy whom I only met recently but didn't hesitate to spend money for my book. For Jessica who expressed great interest to help me promote the book. Thank you guys for your genuine support and great appreciation. It means a lot to me.

Book signing feel πŸ˜‚πŸ˜

This tribute goes also to friends who expressed appreciation, and who believed that I have this unique ability to create stories. And to change the world through my works. 

Someday, when things go smoothly with my publishing endeavor, you guys will be truly remembered as part of the success. Thank you so much supportive friends! May the abundance in life abounds you. May God bless you more with everything you wish for in life. Thank You!!!

Sunday, May 20, 2018

May 20, 2018

Why I'm not enthusiastic about Harry's Wedding

I'm a traditional royalist. Meaning a royal sympathizer who adheres to the royal customs that have been the ethos of European royalty down the ages. 

I've been a royal observer for 20 years now. And had spent more than half of my life delving on the intricate world of royals, familiarizing the royal protocol and decorum. I could trace the royal family tree of the current European royal houses without checking the books. 

Naturally, I built a unique emotion around this fascination and considered royals as above everyone else. Untouchables. Regal. Dutiful. High in the pedestal, worthy of adulation. I became a royalist during the time monarchies of Europe still upholding the prestige of the crown by keeping it away from the "outsiders". During the time they still considered marrying commoners as unthinkable. During the time they were trying their best to protect the royal court from intrigues and controversies. Because during those years royals were considered sublime, expected to keep their status untarnished.

They're different from ordinary human beings because they have a unique role in the society. They're the unifying symbols of their country and expected to behave in a royalty manner exemplified by the court of Queen Victoria and King Christian IX. And in such a way made them worthy to wear crowns and carry titles.

The Queen bestowed him the title of 
Duke of Sussex, a noble title which has not been used by any member of the British royal family since the Middle Ages 

But it's the 21st century. The modern world requires royals to make some adjustment to be more responsive to the call of times. I understand that. They need to function like any normal human beings, and get in touch with the common people. However, I don't see any reason for the royal court to undergo a major shake up, to the point of making themselves too common to the public. It doesn't make sense.  It threatens the existence of the monarchy.

But some of them went too far in lowering down the barrier between royals and commoners. Far too low that the royal court is already vulnerable to scandals and intrigues. This makes royals no different from ordinary people. So why they still wear crowns and carry titles when they are no longer upholding the dignity it represents? 

Most European royals went too far with their intention to get in touch with outsiders by taking commoners with no aristocratic background as spouses. This lifted the veil of secrecy that has been protecting the existence of the monarchy since the early times. 

Megan Markle is the first woman with African descent to marry a senior member of the British royal family 

This is the reason why I'm not enthusiastic with Harry's wedding. Too common. It lacks luster. The event further reduces the status of British royals to mere celebrities instead of untouchables in crown and scepter. In fact, marrying Markle yanks the very foundation of the British monarchy. A slap to the honor of the court that King George VI was trying to build after his older brother left the throne to marry a twice divorced commoner, who, just like Markle, an American.

The flow of the royal blood line is now disrupted and the royal court gets tainted with roots that cannot be traced from any royal family tree. Royal mystic ceases and no longer exemplifies charm. So why royalty still be allowed to exist when they're no longer different from the rest of us? If they can't uphold and protect the dignity and prestige of the crown then perhaps scrap the monarchy and switch to republic. 

In 1956, Queen Elizabeth II refused to attend the wedding of Prince Rainier of Monaco because he was marrying a commoner Hollywood star, Grace Kelly. The Queen was heard commenting "too many film stars". It was thought possible the Queen disliked being in the company of film stars. Ironically, more than six decades later, she would grant permission to her grandson to marry a woman from the field she detested. How unfortunate. 

The royal family has been known with their indifference towards film stars. When Prince Charles was still single, his uncle, Lord Mountbatten, and his father, Prince Philip made sure he would not get involve with celebrities. As future King of England Charles was expected to take an aristocratic wife. Prince Philip was even harder on his second son's love life. When Prince Andrew, the Duke of York, became enamoured with Koko Stark, an actress, the Duke of Edinburgh made sure the woman would be out of Andrew's life for good. 

Megan Markle is everything the royal family is despised. If the year is 1980. She is divorce, a film actress, an American, and has an African blood on her mother's side. Her inclusion to the royal family is deemed unthinkable. And Prince Harry would be mostly stripped of his royal title and inheritance. And would be ostracized from the British royal Court forever just like King Edward VIII.

However, 2018 is no longer 1980. The royals are now given the liberty to choose who they want to take as a spouse. But Prince Harry seems went too far with his choice. In 2016, when he started dating Ms. Markle, I thought it was only a temporary obsession and Ms. Markle, an inconceivable choice for a wife of a British prince so close to the throne, would be part of the statistics of Harry's love life. And because at that time I was hoping Harry would rekindle his romance with Cressie Bonas, an aristocrat whose mother, Lady Mary, was a direct descendant of King Charles II of England, just like Harry's mother, Diana. 

To my chagrin, their engagement was announced early this year. I was hoping for an opposition from the Duke of Edinburgh, a staunch protector of the royal custom,  or even the Queen who is not comfortable with the company of film stars. But Prince Philip is already old, at 96 he has done so much for the British monarchy, and already  tired expressing his opinion about inappropriateness and the correctness of royal decorum. Nothing was heard about the Duke of Edinburgh. Or even the Queen.

But did Harry was right in taking her as his wife? In papers, he didn't. Markle, just like Kate Middleton, is far from suitable as per royalty standard. Both of them didn't fill the bill of being appropriate choices to marry the most senior members of the British royal family. None of them born into the aristocracy. Though I understand that royals need to live a normal life. It doesn't warrant a full liberty of choices because they have a unique position in the establishment they belonged and have certain duties to fulfill. They just couldn't make mad decisions.

In 1940s, Prince Philip was reportedly in love with a society figure named Cobina Wright, but she was a commoner, and he knew by standard he couldn't marry a commoner. And because at that time, just like Prince Harry, he was sixth in line of succession to the throne (in Greece). He was molded to marry a fellow royal who would be Queen of England. In 1947, Elizabeth and Philip married. But they've a happy and successful marriage.

It only means marriages between the upper-class are not always lonely. And it is less than scandalous because royals are raised to a certain custom and protocol that only their circle understands. Any outsiders who joined the royal family often yieleded to pressure. Untutored with royal etiquette, they eventually brought disaster  to the very foundation of the royal myth that defines the survival of monarchies in the 20th century.

In 1996, the royal family triumphantly "expelled" out the scandal-prone Duchess of York from their exalted circle. The Duke of York's wife, known as Fergie, constantly hugged headlines with her misadventures, making the monarchy appeared more like a carnival than a dignified institution. Until the couple decided to divorce to spare the court from further humiliation.

Fast forward 2018, it looks like the royal family didn't learn a lesson. And recruited someone who is in the ranks of Fergie. Megan Markle came from a dysfunctional family and who seems not in good terms with her siblings. Before the royal wedding, her brother sent an open letter to Prince Harry pleading not to push through with the wedding. Stating that marrying his sister would be the biggest royal mistake. That  his sister is a pretentious bitch with a fake personality. And just wants to be another Diana. Harry of course didn't listen. Because to chicken out from the royal wedding is the biggest scandal that will hit the British establishment since Prince Charles resumed his love affair with Camilla while still married to Diana.

Peering on the controversial open letter of Megan's brother, it's easy to see where all this inappropriateness is heading. And this is further aggravated when her father was involved in a controversy that almost rocked the royal wedding preparations. Thomas Markle Sr. was involved in a shameful headline of staging photos for paparazzi. He arrived in London a week before the wedding and was scheduled to meet Prince Charles and the Queen. It was also  announced that he will walk his daughter down the aisle. 

The unfortunate event happened on May 12 when it was reported he conspired with a paparazzi to stage a fake paparazzi photo invading his privacy  to be sold to magazines. This was a big blow to the reputation of the Markles who have been creating headlines in the past weeks about their family row. The future bride was put in a very bad light. But the date has been set and none in recent memory that a royal prince cancelled a wedding. 

Megan's father disappeared in the background and the scheduled meeting with Harry's family didn't happen. The event threatened a potential scandal and for a while many have questioned the suitability of Megan Markle joining the very public life of the royal family. Will she not create a scandalous circumstance in the future granting her dysfunctional background? 

The mess created by Mr.Markle was cleaned out by the publicity machine of the palace. In part because it involves the British establishment. It was announced that Prince Charles will be the one to walk down the bride in the church, unheard for any wedding even for ordinary people. Where in the world did you ever hear that the father of the groom is the one escorting his future daughter-in-law down the church aisle? So unthinkable.

Now, even before the wedding, the royal family already gets a perfect view what potential scandal this outsider recruit is capable of. I could still hear the classic warning of Andrew Morton about British  royals marrying commoners, "Grafting commoners into the Hanoverian (the blood line of the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh) tree proved to be very disastrous".

The inclusion of Megan Markle into the royal family tore the last strand that binds the prestige of the crown and the class of the monarchy. No longer as exalted as before, they ceased to exist as royalty in the real sense of the word. They make themselves too accessible, losing their upper-class standard.

Though everyone seems enthralled that Ms. Markle opens up the possibility for every ordinary girl of becoming a duchess, it allows the royal court to appear too ordinary. No longer a revered institution they once possessed. This makes royals nothing but ordinary people reduced to merely society figures.  And no longer worthy of adulation.

Magic has gone. And the mystic of the British crown has thoroughly eroded. When he ascends the throne, Prince Charles will be the first British King ever to have a commoner family.

I haven't updated my ROYALS OF EUROPE blog, in part because I lost fascinations towards royals marrying commoners. Too ordinary to be adored.

Sunday, May 13, 2018

May 13, 2018

The significance of Prince Louis of Cambridge's name

The Duchess of Cambridge gave birth to a healthy baby boy on April 23, 2018. Following the modern  practice in the royal family of giving birth in the hospital rather than in the palace, the child was safely delivered at the Lindo wing of  St. Mary's hospital in London. 

And here's why this infant immediately made an impact to the world.

When it was announced that the name of the child is Louis Arthur Charles or Prince Louis, many had reacted. The name is not quite famous among British princes in recent memory. In fact, no English monarch ever carried the name Louis.

Why? Because the name seemed closely associated to famous Kings of France, and given the fact that England was in constant war with France since the early century down to the middle ages, it would be most unlikely that a British king would be named to an enemy.

This prompted the public to wonder why Prince William chose the name Louis for his second son. One comment in the social media even went on saying the child is named after an unknown relative. Unknown relative?! I shrieked. The name Louis is very significant to the family of the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh.

The Duke of Cambridge's son did not get his name from just any unknown relative. The name is in honor of a distinguished man who played an important role in the lives of the current British royal family. In fact this relative was so famous he rose to the highest rank in the British Royal Navy as Admiral of the Fleet. He was  a decorated war hero during World War II. And this close relative was the instrument of the marriage of Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip. 

Lord Louis Mountbatten, Earl of Burma and the last Viceroy of India.
He was the maternal uncle of Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh, and the man
whom Prince Charles referred as my dearest grandpapa. 

The infant prince is named after Lord Louis Mountbatten, Admiral of the Fleet and the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces stationed in Southeast Asia during World War II. He was the maternal uncle of Prince Philip and a great grandson of Queen Victoria of England. Lord Mountbatten was born Prince Louis, the youngest child of Prince Louis of Battenberg and Princess Victoria of Hesse (granddaughter of Queen Victoria) but had to reduce to a status of merely a son of a noble man before the end of World War I.

In 1917, at the height of World War I, King George V (grandfather of Queen Elizabeth II) advised all his German relatives living in England to anglicize their names to please his volatile subjects who hated everything about Germany. The king himself changed his royal house from Saxe-Coburg-Gotha (a German house name) to Windsor. 

Prince Louis of Battenberg, who was the First Sea Lord of England at the outbreak of WWI, obliged and took the name Mountbatten. He was also forced to relinquish his princely title and became the First Marquess of Milford-Haven. Thus, his youngest son became Lord Louis Mountbatten.

However, it was never heard that the youngest Louis harbored bad feelings against his royal relatives. In fact, he grew closer to the Kings's family. Due to his distinguished career in the military, his cousin, King George VI, made him the first Earl of Burma and the last Viceroy of India. 

Lord Mountbatten was especially close to the disgraced king, Edward VIII, who abdicated in 1936 to marry his twice divorced American commoner lover, Wallis Simpson. He  had a strong influence in the royal court and was a visible personality in the British monarchy during his lifetime. 

Lord Louis Mountbatten and his nephew, Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh 
both distinguished officers in the British royal navy.

In 1930's, when the royal marriage of his older sister, Princess Alice, to Prince Andrew of Greece and Denmark, fell apart, Lord Mountbatten took full responsibility in the upbringing of the couple's only son, Prince Philip. By then all Philip's older sisters had married into the German princely families.

The young prince, who was sixth in line of succession to the Greek throne at that time, lived permanently in England with Lord Mountbatten serving as his father figure. Prince Philip was sent to the best schools for boys with some financial help from King Adolf VI of Sweden, whose wife, Queen Louise, was Princess Alice and Lord Mountbatten's sister. 

When he became of age, the future Duke of Edinburgh reportedly wanted to join the Royal Air Force but his uncle convinced him to join the Royal Navy, because, in Lord Mountbatten's words "most British kings served the Royal Navy". 

It was thought possible that Lord Mountbatten already set his eyes to arrange the marriage of his nephew to the future Queen of England even before the two formally introduced in 1938. He began advising Prince Philip to start a correspondence with the young Princess Elizabeth during World War II. 

Philip and Elizabeth are third cousins through Queen Victoria of England and second cousin once removed through King Christian IX of Denmark. And because royal tradition at that time dictates that future British monarchs should only marry within royalty and nobility, Lord Mountbatten and the royal family thought Philip would be the perfect match to the heir-presumptive.

In November 1947, Philip and Elizabeth got married. And have four children together.  The couple's eldest child, Prince Charles grew closer to Lord Mountbatten whom he referred as "my dearest grandpapa". Mountbatten oversaw the upbringing of the Prince of Wales. And made sure Charles would become a responsible king someday. Anything that might endanger the future of the monarchy was censored by Mountbatten, including Charles's love life. 

Mountbatten warned the Prince of Wales that falling in love is not an option for the man who would be King of England. So Prince Charles declined to form a serious relationship with a commoner. In 1971, he was involved with Camilla Shand but this was discouraged, possibly with Lord Mountbatten, because Camilla was a commoner. She eventually married Andrew Parker Bowles. Not knowing that she would change the course of the future of the British royal family.

In 1979, tragedy struck the royal family. Lord Mountbatten was killed by an IRA bomb while on board in his fishing boat off the coast of Ireland. The Prince of Wales was deeply affected with this personal loss.  Years went on, he still remembered his dearest grandpapa. And when his first son was born in 1982, he made sure Louis would be part of the four names of the child, so the son became William Arthur Philip Louis.

But no British princes ever named Louis. Though the name is included in the names of Prince William and Prince Edward, the Earl of Wessex, the Queen's youngest son, no British princes in recent memory ever named Prince Louis.

Until 2018, when Prince William decided to honor his grandfather's family by naming his second son, Louis. It evokes sweet memory to the royal family especially to the Prince of Wales and the Duke of Edinburgh. 

Prince Louis of Cambridge, second son of Prince William

Now, Charles's dearest grandpapa will be forever remembered through his second grandson. The man honored with such name never approved that commoners with no aristocratic background should join the royal family. He was an old royalist who believed royal marriages must be kept within the royal family.

Ironically, William's wife, Kate Middleton, the first commoner without an aristocratic background to marry the future British king, is everything Lord Mountbatten disliked for a wife of a man who would be King of England. So she will be forever reminded by her second son that he is named after the man who disagreed to have commoners joining  the royal family.

More Stories about Lord Mountbatten in my royal blog,  CLICK HERE

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