My Life Is A Series Of Unfortunate Events

For 11 years, fans have stayed invested in the goings-on at Seattle Grace Hospital. Through raving gunmen and horrifying plane crashes; through LVAD wires and cancer; through almost drowning and 007. It hasn’t been an easy journey, but fans have continued to come back. Why? Because of Meredith and Derek. Because since the moment this show began, their love was its driving force. People believed in them and were determined to see this show through because their journey was important. It is unclear what exactly the circumstances were surrounding Patrick Dempsey’s exit. It doesn’t matter, though. The fans deserved an open door. The fans deserved the chance to see Meredith and Derek happy, if only for a few moments when the show comes to an end. Making this claim doesn’t feel like whining. I’ve seen comments suggesting that fans need to grow up and get over it, but those comments are unwarranted. This isn’t immature foot-stomping; it is legitimate anger. The commitment to “MerDer” is precisely why Grey’s has had its sizable audience all these years. Without the fans believing in this pair, there would be no show. Shonda Rhimes has asked the viewers to have faith—and they have. Grey’s has benefited for over a decade from this faith. To tear this relationship apart with such finality is more than just sad; it is a betrayal.

People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, ‘Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.’ I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.

If there’s one thing that 2014 taught me it’s that letting go is okay. Not everything is meant to stay in your life forever, and coming to that realization helps you find a way to cope with the loss. People come and go, but you can’t let that stop you from doing what’s best for yourself.