Just like many other Netflix addicted young people, I tend to rewatch the same several shows over and over.

The usual suspects include “90210,” “Hart of Dixie” and of course “Gilmore Girls.”

After scrolling through the “Because You Watched…” sections I stumbled upon “Parenthood.”

This was a show I never thought I could watch because I didn’t think I could accept Lauren Graham as a role other than Lorelei Gilmore, alas, I was wrong.

I’ve been binge watching this show with my mom for about a week now and I cannot believe it took me so long to finally press play.

From the pilot to season four episode 12 (where I’m at now), I can’t help but find myself becoming emotionally invested in almost every character.

As an only child watching this show, it tends to strike a chord with me because I know I’ll never have this beautiful, by blood connection like the one I’m seeing on screen.

When I watch the Braverman siblings dancing around together in their parents kitchen or Drew and Amber turning to each other in times of need, it makes me sad.

But, it also makes me smile because amongst this family dynamic there are so many incredible stories are being told. Tales of adoption, overcoming cancer, living with Aspergers and falling in love are just some of the small pieces of the puzzle.

I don’t think I’m alone when I say that one of my favorite things to do is get lost in television show.

When my finances don’t allow for me travel immersing myself in a series like this one is the next best thing. “Parenthood” instantly takes me to Berkley, California and makes me an honorary member of the Braverman family.

From the moment the theme music plays to the second the credits begin to roll I’m there on Christina’s campaign committee, comforting Sarah as she deals with the triumphs of being a single mother and I’m cheering Julia on she learns to adapt to life outside of the office.

When my laptop is finally out of juice and it’s time to close my eyes, I’m left to reflect on the family that I do have.

The tree is filled with cousins, aunts, uncles, and so on but sadly despite that link we aren’t anywhere near as close as I desire.

The truth is we don’t have regular family dinners or outings where the “kids” get to hang out, we don’t have holiday traditions or anything of that nature.

That’s why I’m so incredibly grateful for the family I got to choose… my very own Braverman clan.

Just like Joel and Julia adopted Victor into their crew, I’ve welcomed my friends (old and new) into mine. Perla, Kristy, Shannen, Marin, Caroline, Alex, Ricky, Emily and Lindsey serve as my strong pillars.

They are a motley crew of individuals that bring a smile to face, joy to my heart and nothing but love and positivity into my life.

I pray that some day I will be able to share the wonders of life with them… especially parenthood.