Like sands through the hour glass, so are the Days of Our Lives. This is the opening to a classic, and what I am pretty sure the ONLY soap opera left on NBC.
I watch soap operas. Much to my husbands horror, I have followed almost every soap in one form or another during my life. I now have seen four of the ones I had watched go off the air. I don't have time to watch them now. I keep up with them by reading the magazines. "The Stories" as one my favorite co - workers used to call them, are certainly amusing to read.
The beauty of soap operas is they have some of the same events we have in our lives except of course WAY more excitement. When I was younger, I went to the period of attending weddings of friends. They were wonderful. (thankfully there was never a murder, kidnapping, or jilted groom) Then I went to baby showers. (thankfully none of these children were SORASed later in life.) SORAS is Soap Opera Rapid Aging Syndrome, children go away as 4 year olds then return a month later as teenagers. Now is the time my friends are dealing with sick and/or dying parents. There are never many actual funerals on soap operas. The coma in the hospital, car crashs, shootings get all the attention. The funerals, not so much.
I don't like this period of my life seeing my friends suffer and not being able to do much. I don't like thinking about the day my parents are not here. One thing I am fairly certain will ALWAYS be here, is the soaps. I watched them with my grandmother and perhaps my grandchildren will watch them with me.