I’ve been watching this show with my dad since the beginning. It’s become a ritual for us, a way to connect. Tonight, as the episode ended, he looked at me and said, “Well, there goes the patriarch.” He’s getting older, and I know he’s thinking about his own legacy, about what he’ll leave behind. It’s something we don’t talk about much, but Yellowstone gives us a language to express those complicated feelings. It’s not just a show; it’s a shared experience that brings us closer.

We’ve always had our routines, but there’s something about this show that feels different. It’s more than just entertainment; it’s a lens through which we both process our own lives. I can tell that every time we watch, my dad sees more than just the Dutton family drama. He’s reflecting on his own choices, his past, and the legacy he hopes to leave behind. Tonight, when he said those words about the patriarch, it hit me—he wasn’t just talking about the character on screen. He was talking about himself, in a way that’s hard to articulate.

Yellowstone, with its themes of family, power, and legacy, has a way of sparking these deeper conversations. The characters’ struggles mirror the complex dynamics we all face in our lives, and it allows us to explore our emotions without directly confronting them. It’s almost as if the show gives us permission to reflect on things we might otherwise avoid.We may not always talk about it openly, but I know my dad is thinking about the future—about what he’ll leave behind for me and for the generations to come. And I’m thinking about it too. Watching Yellowstone together has become a bridge, allowing us to share these heavy, unspoken thoughts. As the show reaches new chapters, so do we, but we’re doing it together, one episode at a time. It’s a connection that goes beyond father and child, a ritual that binds us in ways words often can’t.