Sometime in May 2011, I came across a status update from my niece. And I commented: “I miss Meredith Grey and Cristina Yang!” Well, her status sounded like it came from a TV soap opera.
Anyways, what followed was a search on the net for the famous quotes that I so loved each time I’d watch Grey’s Anatomy re-runs. I was thinking: “Hmmm… I’d pluck a quote from Meredith and make it my status on Facebook.”
And then it finally dawned on me…
When you’re happy and in love and contented with your life, you have no place for whatever Meredith, or Cristina, or Izzie, George or Derek, have to say. Not even Miranda Bailey.
See, I used to cry buckets at each ending of a Grey’s Anatomy episode. From the season when they were interns, to the time that they were surgeons, their struggles have so affected me. I would sit in front of the TV and for an entire hour, I would be left alone. It would be Mommy’s hour, so the kids leave me alone. It was a weekly routine, like an unspoken contract between me and the rest of the family. Once in every week, I have the TV to myself. Nobody wants to watch it with me. 🙂
But when Denny died, I was almost, but not quite, banned from watching any of the succeeding episodes. See, they found me shaking with sobs a full fifteen minutes after the credits have rolled, and the CSI team were very much into a crime investigation.
Fast forward to today…
No more dates with Derek, or Alex, or Sloan. Not interested anymore. Addison went to LA, George got divorced, Meredith’s an orphan, and she had miscarried, Cristina’s still as stubborn as a mule.
Are they ever going to be happy?
I’m way too busy to sit and wait for their happy ending.
And besides, Denny died, Alice died, and George, I wonder if he died in that season finale. I didn’t want to find out. It would be way too depressing. I loved George. So I didn’t wait with bated breath for the next season.
I’ve outgrown the drama in Seattle Grace Hospital. Or I simply no longer have the energy to empathize. It’s way too draining to be in the same room with them.
Although there may be moments that I will always remember. Like this exchange between Derek and Meredith:
Derek: Hey. You almost died today.
Meredith: Yeah, I almost died today. I can’t, I can’t remember our last kiss. All I could think about was “I’m going to die today” and I can’t remember our last kiss. Which, is pathetic but the last time we were together and happy, I want to be able remember that, and I can’t Derek. I can’t remember.
Derek: I’m glad you didn’t die today. It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little ‘Dartmouth’ T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole at the back of the neck. You’d just washed you hair and you smelled like some kind of…flower. I was running late for surgery, you said you were going to see me later, and you lean to me, put your hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick. Kinda like a habit. You know, like we’d do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.
Isn’t that sweet?
And this one, from Preston to Cristina:
I am Preston Burke, a widely renowned cardiothorasic surgeon. I am a professional. And more than that I am a good and kind person. I am a person that cleans up behind myself. I am a person that cooks well. And you, you are an unbelievable slob. A slovenly, angry intern. I am Preston Burke. And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met. And I love you. What the hell is the matter with you that you wont just let me?
Don’t you just wish you have some guy who would love you no matter what?
But of course, we already know that Preston left Cristina at the altar. That coward! So that’s another strike against them for me. I mean, it was a cruel way to end a relationship.
And so, no more Grey’s Anatomy. I’m busy. I’m happy. I’m in love. I am loved. I am blessed. I won’t let somebody’s story dampen my days.
But hey, I’m not saying I won’t borrow some quotes from them from time to time.
Like this one. For the friend I lost and found again, just the other day, here in Facebook.
We’re friends, real friends. And that means, no matter how long it takes, when you finally do decide to look back, I’ll still be here.
She has not accepted my friend request yet, but I’m hoping that she will. We’re friends. I’ll wait.