It has hit me surprisingly hard how much I already miss the show The Way Home..the last time I was saddened by a program ending before its time was when Fringe left the air in 2013. (Actually I still haven't quite gotten over Fringe being canceled).
Ever since I read Hanging Out With Cici by Francine Pascal in middle school I've thought how neat and even helpful it would be for someone to be able to go back in time and meet their mom when she was younger. Very few women I know don't have complicated relationships with their mother, no matter how much love may be there.
Besides my being a huge scifi-time travel geek, that complication is a huge part of why I adored The Way Home so much...and was thrilled that my mom watched it with me, in another state, with us calling each other during commercials.
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