Okay, in case the content of my past blogs hasn't tipped you off, I am an Oprah watcher. I watch almost no live TV, but record Oprah daily and watch the recordings when the little ones are asleep and my husband is otherwise occupied. I'm not a crazy die-hard fan, but I enjoy the show, and have since I was a little girl.
If you haven't already heard, this is Oprah's last season. After 25 years on the Oprah Show, she is moving on and forming her own network (OWN). I know that it is just a TV show, and that my life will surely go on. And yet... And yet I find myself increasingly sentimental and sad about the show ending. I'll miss my time with Oprah. She has a way of uplifting, inspiring, and connecting that I so admire and appreciate. I aspire to be like her in so many ways, and feel more than a little let down that my daily dose of Oprah perspective will be taken away.
Well, I suppose I am over-reacting just a bit... and yet I know that I am not alone. Literally millions of men and women around the globe are feeling what I am. I will savor these last few episodes, and mourn the end of an era once they are all done. I know that I will shed a tear or several, as I have done hundreds of times watching the show.
So, there you have it. The Oprah Show is ending, and I am way more affected by it than I thought I would be. Am I over-reacting? My husband will undoubtedly say "yes," despite the fact that he is still mourning the end of the Laker's season.. Maybe I am. nonetheless, I am affected. Oprah has had an impact on my life. I am grateful for that. She is a piece of our culture, and part of my experience of growing into adulthood.I owe more than a little bit of who I have become to what I learned watching Oprah.
Farewell Oprah Show. I'll miss ya!
