I know I watch a lot of really obscure and random shows sometimes; that's the beauty of living in an age where you have instant access to a near unlimited library. My readers are well aware that our household made the decision to ditch cable two years back- and we're still none the worse for it. With digital streaming through a Roku or other device you can often access most major networks content a day or two after it airs. With our busy life- we hardly have time to tune into a live show anyway, so it works out great.
Now, in 2010, when I had over 400 channels at my disposal, I was just as picky as ever as to what would get my time and attention. The 1990s show, re imagined by NBC, Parenthood was slow to grab my attention. I don't watch many shows that are real- and no, I don't mean Real Housewives of NJ or Survivor, I mean shows that tell stories of characters with real lives. Lives that could just as easily be yours or mine, lives that most certainly do belong to someone we know, if not us, ourselves. And that is the beauty within the painstakingly crafted drama, Parenthood. It is not just about parents- though it is about the generations of family one elderly couple, the Bravermans, have created. It is about all of the wonderful journeys we take along the way, the decisions we make, and those that are made for us, and how family may not always be defined.
What Daughter Says: Sometimes the most we can hope to get from a TV show is a better appreciation of the struggles we've triumphed over and the certainty of love before us.