They… threw themselves into the interests of the rest, but each plowed his or her own furrow. Their thoughts, their little passions and hopes and desires, all ran along separate lines. Family life is like this – animated, but collateral. -Rose Macaulay
Are you one of those people who couldn’t stop bawling while watching last Sunday’s Downton Abbey??? (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then please stop reading this post now.) But, if you are one of those people… like me… then, I just have to say, what the hell man? I know you’re not supposed to get too invested in fictional characters. I know they are not really… um real. They are actors acting. I fully comprehend this reality and no I’m not on anti-depressants. So, why did I have such a violent reaction? Why am I so heartbroken? What the hell man?!?! The show is just damn good TV! I’m a huge fan of the blockbuster story line with the upstairs vs. downstairs dynamic, old vs. new world drama, sibling rivalry and male/female dichotomy… it’s all simply brilliant.
As I watched the episode, tears streaming down my face, I was deeply struck by the parallels within my own family. We are a phenomenal cast, the Kumars, and we have been through it all. We’ve loved, lost, failed, triumphed, reinvented and prevailed in a myriad of ways. Our vibrant lives contain many contradicting chapters but together, we are a fantastic bunch! I love these people more than anything in the world and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for any one of them.
The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. -Erma Bombeck