Sigh. Today marks the final episode of “The Oprah Winfrey Show.” I’m used to being gruff and opinionated and brash and witchy with a “B.” But when it comes to my O, I can be none of those. Yes, I am an Oprah-file. I love her show, her style, her sensibility, her honesty. She has done so much for so many.
Forget about the trips to Australia. Forget about the audience getting cars. Forget about her favorite things. At her core, Oprah Winfrey has been a teacher. She has taught us important lessons in life. She taught us to be true to ourselves. She has schooled millions with her show and literally schooled more than 64,000 by paying for their educations with her Angel network. Sitting in the audience at the United Center for Oprah’s third and second to last shows and watching video montage after video montage, I realized just what an influence she has had in the lives of millions.
Everyone knows Oprah is a billionaire. Everyone knows she is the most powerful woman in media. But when you watch her show, Oprah is your neighbor, your teacher, your mentor, your shrink, your friend. My friend is moving. Instead of seeing her everyday, I will only see her once a week and on a channel that I have to look up b/c I have no clue where to find it on my cable (Channel 220, I think).