Not long ago, I found myself indulging in an unexpected afternoon nap—a rare treat for me. The best part? Waking up to the familiar voice of Hope from Days of Our Lives wafting through the air. One of my kids had taken to channel surfing and stumbled into this captivating realm of romance, betrayal, and ageless characters.
Hearing Hope’s voice transported me back to my high school days, where I would huddle in the basement with my sisters every summer. We tuned in religiously, devouring junk food while a fan blasted cool air in our faces, all while our mother was at work. Once school resumed, I sometimes feigned illness to stay home and catch the latest plot twists of Santa Barbara, dreaming of being like Eden and finding a partner like Cruz—perfectly embodying success and happiness.
My introduction to soap operas began when I was a little girl. My mother would try to keep me busy with coloring books at the coffee table while she sipped her Tab and got lost in the drama of All My Children. But I could never resist the allure—the voices, the music, all of it filled me with excitement about the adult world ahead.
Summer visits to my grandmother’s house further fueled my obsession. She was a devoted viewer of Another World, and I would sneakily watch alongside her, drawn into the lives of Cass and Frankie, captivated by her rapt attention and the stories unfolding on screen.
In college, my friends and I would sometimes skip class to catch up on the latest soap opera drama. Those afternoons were filled with laughter as we reenacted scenes and critiqued the over-the-top plots, all while perched on the edge of our seats, eager to find out what would happen next.
The nostalgia is real: the melodrama, the absurdity, the characters who die only to return, and the wild plots dominated by themes of love and deception. Watching these shows with the older generation in my life has left me with countless cherished memories. Despite taking a 15-year break from the genre (which I now deeply regret), I found that I could jump right back in and understand who was who after just one episode.
Right now, I’m tuning in to Days of Our Lives, where Patch and Kayla are in a hospital room, and John and Marlena are just about to tie the knot—can you believe it? Will Sami crash the wedding? Will Kristen Dimera make an appearance? And will Marlena fall victim to Stefano’s possession once more before saying her vows? The suspense is palpable, and I simply have to know what happens next.
My love for soap operas is unabashed, and while they may not be the best choice for my young children, I embrace the moments I carve out for myself—snacking and keeping them occupied so I can enjoy my guilty pleasure for an hour each day.
So, why not take a moment for yourself? Kick back, relax, and let the drama unfold. You know you want to!
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In summary, soap operas remain a delightful escape, invoking fond memories while providing an irresistible blend of drama and nostalgia that keeps viewers coming back for more.