Sometimes I wonder how much the television shows I watched growing up really impacted me. I was always a major TV glutton. I still kind of am. I can't get enough. I've always been in love with stories. I've always been in love with resolution, punch lines, the ending. I get engulfed in the lives of fictional characters that are completely brought to life before my eyes. And I find myself wanting to BE them. Wishing I could live in their home, be a part of their family.
Many moral lessons came from my religious viewing (pun intended) of 7th Heaven. I always wanted to be a Camden child growing up. They already had 7, what was one more? I learned about the importance of embracing who you are and encouraging others to do the same. To this day, my heart still melts when I hear the theme song. Where can you go when the world don't treat you right? The answer is home. That's the one place that you'll find, 7th Heaven.
Then there's Mr. Feeny - the teacher/grandpa figure everyone never had. Such a sweet, sarcastic and sage old man. So rich full of wisdom and empathy, you couldn't help but feel as though he wasn't JUST talking to Cory or Shawn or anyone else on screen, but to you personally. The man had a way of poignantly putting someone in their place and making them realize the world is a wondrous place and we're all wandering down this road that we call life.
I could tell you how I always wanted to be a Seaver child or the daughter that Tim Taylor never had. Hell, I'll even admit to wanting to be a Conner or a Bundy. There's just something about good 90's sitcoms that will always have a place near and dear to my heart. They always captured that coming-of-age in a way that just seemed to always make sense.
Now there's a strong chance for Boy Meets World to be revived in a spin-off of Girl Meets World. So many people are jumping for joy that the greatest couple of Generation Y is getting back together, but I fear it'll take away from that special nostalgia that I hold on to. It'll ruin that image that I have built up in my head that makes this show so special. My childhood in the world of television is being compromised. I can only hope I'll still feel the love for them if the show ever gets picked up. My memory of the 90s is teetering on the edge...
"Huh...Boy Meets World. NOW I get it!!"
