By Kate Kole
I was a faithful member of the unofficial Parenthood fan club while it was airing. The Braverman’s conflicts, crises, heartwarming conversations, and unwavering loyalty to one another seeped their way into my soul. My husband and I would casually chat about what the characters were going through each week like they were friends of ours. “What do you think will happen to Joel and Julia?” and “I can see both sides with Adam and Christina.” And “Do you really think Zeek and Camille will really sell the house?” became normal talking points.
I looked forward to sitting down each week with a box of tissues beside me, knowing that I’d undoubtedly have all the feels as the hour of Parenthood unfolded. It was therapeutic. And I was more bummed than I probably should have been when the series came to a close. I’d make sweeping dramatic statements like, “I’m never going to love another show like I loved that one,” and “Now what am I going to do on Tuesday nights?” Continue reading