It was my comfort tv show growing up. This was the way I remember my parents and families at a time when all was simple and sweet and innocent. Or at least it was to me.
It was a time when there were only three channels to watch. When kids played outside.
When moms were home when you came from school and loved to bake and surprise their kids with goodies. My mom was like this.
Sexy and beautiful but kind and caring and funny and always had time for me.
I think the reason this show was so wonderful to me was because it was during an era that was so great. I enjoyed my childhood and loved shows like this that taught good family values.
Today we lost Mary Tyler Moore. An icon, a talented actress, dancer, and a role model.
Yesterday was my mom's two year anniversary of her passing and three days ago my uncle passed.
Last night I watched Mary dance in her living room, so gracious and beautiful and funny and I fell asleep with the dvd still on. I woke to find the music of the show looping over and over. Turning off my television I went back to bed and dreamt of the show. Obviously because I had been watching it.
Early today I made a trip to the mall to find a dress suitable for my uncle's wake tomorrow. As I checked my phone I had a news alert about Mary's passing. I know that I never met her, nor did she know I even exsisted, but I can't tell you how her passing has touched me.
I am so thankful to have the shows she made and be able to watch them again and again. To know that she is no longer with us pained me in a strange way as if she had been family. When we grow up watching someone and identify with them, even if we didn't actually know them it is still felt as a loss.
I pray she is dancing in heaven. Sad week.
Posted by Lee at 7:55 PM