Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Not Ready to Say Farewell
I'm happy for her. I'm sad for me.
I'm sad because (like millions of individuals) I consider Oprah a friend, but our friendship only existed through her television show (and a letter). The television show has ended, which means our friendship has ended too. I feel silly even blogging about how I think Oprah is a friend, but it's how I feel.
I have not watched the last episode of Oprah. It sits on my DVR waiting to be enjoyed. That's ridiculous, right? I felt less crazy about my inability to watch the final Oprah show, when my friend Dooley told me she waited three months before she could watch the last Sex and the City episode.
I'm not ready for it to be over, even though it is OVER!