what an ending

I'm not going to lie -- I had been counting down the hours from last night's episode of Grey's Anatomy to tonight's 2-hour special. The one prevailing thought in my head all day was Grey's. And five of my high school friends and I gathered together at my friend's house specifically to watch Grey's first and to reacquaint ourselves with one another second.

Watching the show without being with you'all made me feel odd; I kept on wanting to point out little things or commiserate over plotlines long known (Denny's death; Meredith and Derek's passionate reunion) but I couldn't because my friends had had different Grey's experiences. As I watched the show unfold, I couldn't help but think of the 'show' outside of the television; the many ways in which these five beautiful women around me had grown since last I had seen them. We had all become so much rounder (not in the physical sense) as people, gained knowledge of things that we once considered the property of adults only, developed ideas of future careers, yet we still remained good friends. It hit me tonight that time goes by so fast (three more years until senior ball? seriously?) and I wondered if our parents went through all of this too -- this realization, this awe at how good life can be sometimes, this hope that we stay young forever.

Oh and every single interaction between Cristina and Burke made me miss Francis terribly. But three months go by fast, right? (I think that I might love you love you and I think that I'm finally ok with letting the world know that.)