Jul 02, 2003 03:16
I had dinner with Andrea and his lovely date, Kristanna. I congratulated her on her coming movie success. It was so good to see Andrea. I haven't seen him in several weeks. I saw that he truly was becoming a man and that the burden of his birth was beginning to weigh on him. I tried to tell him of the folly of singing in a band. Indeed, the papers had screamed that he was trying to be a "rock star" and brought up Stephanie's horrible experience with a singing career. It terrifies me that the public will see the heir to the throne as just another laughing stock like his Aunt.
Other than that small comment, I said nothing about my displeasure of his choices. He was my son and I didn't want to drive him away. He reminds me so much of Stefano. We spoke briefly of Charlotte and my decision to stop supporting her in London. I tried to explain that she seemed to not have any thought for her future. She is a sixteen year old girl with her whole life ahead of her. I don't want her to look at her past and cringe in shame. Andrea did his best to defend her choices, but I told him that I feel that I must do something to stop her from making a fool of herself.
Andrea played with his sister and spoke kindly to Ernst, but I could see that he wanted to leave early in the evening. I have driven him away. Did you feel this way when I was young, Maman? Did you fear losing me forever when you knew that you were doing things for my own good?
May you rest in peace, Maman. I love you and I am so sorry for the pain I caused you.