I bet there aren't many people who, on first hearing the news of Jade's terminal cancer, didn't think it was a hoax. Even when she was admitted to hospital and we were told she only had a short time to live, I bet there were some people who still thought it was a hoax and that someone would find a cure and she would miraculously recover.
The problem is that there is such an obsession with Reality TV that many can't distinguish it from soap opera. People like their stories to have a beginning, a middle and an end. It mustn't drag on for too long or they will lose interest. So Jade has given them what they want. Her timing was immaculate. Just enough time for her to get married, be christened along with her sons, and make enough money to secure a good education for them. A true Reality TV professional till the end. She even managed to pass away on Mothers Day...you can't really beat that can you?
There was even a comment from a reader of the Daily Mail suggesting that Mothers Day be renamed "Jade Remembrance Day"....such is the obsession. An obsession I frankly find hard to understand. Maybe it's because I can't watch reality TV programmes here. The closest I've got to it is re-runs of the first couple of series of Strictly Come Dancing on BBC Prime. Not quite the same thing really.
I don't want to appear too cynical or have anyone think that I have no sympathy for Jade. I think it's extremely sad for a young woman with two small children to be taken by this awful disease. But I don't know her personally and I can't grieve for someone I don't know. I find it difficult to grasp what has now become the "Diana" syndrome.
I do however see the good she achieved in her last few weeks, in drawing attention to the need for cervical cancer screening for young women, and this will no doubt save a good few lives. So well done Jade for that.
Of course we have the funeral to look forward to, and one would hope that we could then draw a line under it. But no doubt her two young sons will be hounded by the press for years to come, and her husband, mother and various other hangers-on will no doubt be selling their stories to the highest bidder.
And so it goes on......