Anna Nicole

A few years ago I was watching a beautiful ballet production of Prokofieve’s “Romeo and Juliet” on cable. There was a moment at the end of the ballet where Juliet awakens from her drug-induced coma and Romeo is overjoyed to have his Juliet back, forgetting in that instant that he has already sealed his own fate. He embraces Juliet and that instant was filled with so much joy, happiness, passion. And in the next instant Romeo was dead. I will never forget that portrayal. I sat there and cried for five minutes.

What happened to Anna Nicole Smith this month was a lot like that. She finally has the baby girl she has been talking about for years, and her beloved son, her only child, a young man, but still her other baby, flies in to share a few hours of joyful family time with his mother and new baby sister. And in a proverbial instant he is gone too.

Perhaps its the hard fall from such exquisite happiness that touches me so much. I don’t know how she can endure it. I’m not sure that I could.

I know that this is going to play out over the next couple of months and it’s probably going to be a big mess, as much of Ms. Smith’s life has been. Yet I can’t help but feel very sympathetic, sad and yet hopeful for her. I hope she and her new husband (?) can be happy and raise their baby girl together. I hope she can move past this terrible loss and be the wife and mother she needs to become. Despite what the overall general opinion of her is, I really am rooting for her in a way. I hope this all works itself well.

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