Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman has become part of our slow journey through grief.
Evenings are hard. Once dinner is cleaned up and the boys head to bed, the house becomes quiet; it’s unsettling. Kalkidan was a bundle of energy, often talking, singing, and recruiting us to play games right up until bedtime. The strange calm in our home feels heavy.
Claire feels it most. Over the past couple of years she and Kalkidan had become the best of friends and were constant companions in recent months. Most evenings found them in Kalkidan’s bedroom talking, laughing, listening to Adventures in Odyssey, or reading aloud to one another. Now nothing is the same.
In the weeks following the accident, we found ourselves watching shows on Netflix and staying up too late – just to avoid going to bed. Claire needed to be with me, but it was difficult to find anything worth watching. I knew we would be more likely to sleep if I would lie down in her room with her, but internet in our house isn’t great, so watching something upstairs wouldn’t work.
Then I remembered the old days when we watched everything on DVD (remember that?) and I realized that if I got a TV series on DVD, we could watch it on a little DVD player in her room. We talked about what we might like. Claire remembered watching Dr. Quinn with Beza and loving it; within minutes I was on Amazon ordering the complete series.
At $56, it was far less than one therapy session and if it allows us to sleep even one more hour each night, it’s worth every penny. Watching Dr. Quinn gives us something to look forward to as evening approaches. The show is also helping us think about something outside of the accident, our loss, and my recovery – our minds need to rest.
Last week, two more TV shows on DVD arrived in our mailbox. My cousin, Rosemary, sent The Brady Bunch and The Partridge Family; we laughed when we opened the envelopes. It will be fun to see what the kids think of those.
What series and/or movies would you recommend?