The TV, My mom and Grey´s Anatomy
Years ago when television was bigger than the internet (at least in Mexico) and I was in my earliest chilhood. My mother and I watched a lot of tv shows. One of our favorites at the time was Grey´s anatomy. I have to admit that when I saw the series, I did not understand many things, I was not old enough to see it and definitely I was not the target audience but I loved it.
I loved the drama and the strange medical cases but most of all I loved spending time with my mother. I remember the last episode we saw together. It was the last we saw on TV, because the schedules changed so much (on the mexican TV) and finally it was impossible for us to catch up. It was that episode in which Owen (My actually most hated character) arrived and Cristina was stabbed with ice. When the internet and obiously Netflix appeared, I resumed the series and invited my mother to see it whit me. She was not interested. Maybe it was nostalgia but to this day it´s one of those programs that´s impossible for me to abandon, even when i tried. Actually watching the show angers me more than it makes me happy, but when I think about stopping seeing it (this time forever), I also think about the time I have invested. In the characters that I still love, in which despite being new they have won my heart, as was De Luca (Before the power of the script and the need for have audience killed him) or Levi, who I feel like only deserves good things and in the company of Nico gave me my favorite couple (also destroyed by the script), in a while. I think about the things that I experienced and felt when I watch the series, and my desire to leave it disappear. Because if I have followed it 17 seasons, a few more will not make a difference. Of course, sometimes... I wish I had left the show just when my mother did. Maybe in that way I wouldn't get so mad watching a TV show. Sorry if my syntax is bad, I am a Spanish speaker in the process of learning English.
