Was anyone else that kid?
The one who didn't just watch a TV show...
...you lived it?
For me, it was the original Battlestar Galactica.
When I was in fifth grade, my best friend and I weren't pretending to be Sheba and Serena.
We were Sheba and Serena.
At school, we were undercover as students (obviously). The swings were Colonial Vipers. Her house—with its amazing bar—was the Battlestar Galactica. (Her dad worked for Hostess, so between the snacks and the bar, it was clearly the superior headquarters.) My house was the Battlestar Pegasus, and after school, our bikes instantly transformed into Colonial Vipers.
If another kid wandered over and asked what we were doing, my friend would quickly say, "Just swinging."
Me?
"Playing Battlestar Galactica! Wanna play?"
I never understood why that was supposed to be embarrassing. Looking back, those are still some of my favorite childhood memories.
Here's another fun fact.
Apollo had a younger brother named Zac, played by a very young Rick Springfield.
Naturally, Zac was my boyfriend.
My friend's boyfriend was Apollo.
It all made perfect sense to two ten-year-old girls.
Life has a funny way of coming full circle.
Looking back, though, this story isn't really about Battlestar Galactica.
It's about imagination.
It's about throwing yourself completely into something you loved without worrying whether anyone else thought it was weird.
I've realized that's never really changed.
Whether it's writing as Terri Rainer, researching Scottish history, paranormal investigating, diving into AI, or learning something completely new, I've always been the person who goes all in.
Maybe we don't outgrow the things that spark our imagination.
Maybe they quietly become part of who we are.
So...what was your Battlestar Galactica?
What captured your imagination so completely that you couldn't help but jump in with both feet?
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