Doria Ragland And The Password

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Doria Ragland is Meghan Markle’s mother who shed happy tears on the 19th of May 2018, when her daughter married a man known as Prince Harry, brother to Prince William whose mother was Diana Princess of Wales.  Prince Charles, the man who would be king of England one day, is their father. 

Doria Ragland however, will go down in history as an independent woman, who shook sound and fury off her back like a duck, and sailed ahead at her own speed, made her own choices.  She is as constant as sunrise about reasons for those choices. 
The world wants to know about her life’s spreadsheet.  She refuses access to the document.  She and her daughter are the only ones with the password.  She rightfully figures, the world doesn’t have the right to know.  It’s her life.  It’s her world, and her daughter’s. 

Millions of women quietly applaud her stand.  It is incredible in an era where the internet is littered with experts that peddle the belief that exposing oneself to strangers that don’t show their real faces online, brings emotional relief.  Doria Ragland turns a blind eye to all that, because the so-called relationship experts never divulge their own hell or happiness. 
The internet is not God.  It is not the truth.  It is not the ideal.  It does not have one iota of sincerity.  It is an anonymous, selfish and vindictive space.  Doria Ragland is aware that even if she gave an interview today, it will be infested by corrosive opinion and innuendo.  She cannot expose herself to commentators that hate, their own selves.
The world has a right to know.  No. It doesn’t.

By:  Nonqaba waka Msimang.

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