Character: Meredith Grey. Page 1

Grief is something that everyone has, but everyone is different...

Sometimes people need to be alone.

Sometimes it is impossible to explain, where did these bonds... They connect us, even when it seems that there is no turning back, they connect us despite the distance, time and logic...

We are born, live and die, and not always in that order...

The obsession is not a happy ending, because over time that we have been inspired by, stops good and starts to hurt.

Don't ever date a man who can't handle your power.
Never meet a person who can't handle your strength.

You are my person.
You're my person.

And if I have Alzheimer's and I forget you...
- I'll remind you who I am, every day.

- Don't look at me like that.
- How?
As though he had seen me naked.

And how do the birds fly thousands of kilometers and don't get lost? Don't crash into the glass, not to fall prey to cats. But every spring they come... Back where everything is familiar. Many people like to watch them as they fly. Saying that it is possible to notice some kind of secret signal all as one up into the air. Maybe I shouldn't talk to them?!..
Nothing will come another year...

We can't just give up, not after all these years. We need to stand together. We have to fight. Because now it's just us. We were five, now there's only you and me. To be just me. It's impossible.

"For starters, do no harm" - the doctor give such an oath, but the damage still applied, and then the guilt sets in, and there is no oath which would have coped with that. The wine never comes alone, it brings friends: doubt and insecurity.

Maybe we underestimate the anger, maybe he's more dangerous than we think? After all, when it comes to destructive behavior, it falls in the first seven. What is the anger different from the six other sins? In fact, everything is simple. If you give in to envy or pride, you hurt only yourself. Lust and envy you're hurting only yourself and a couple more people. But anger, anger is the worst. The father of all sins. Anger only pushes you to the edge. When you cross through it, you bring a lot of other people.

"I had a terrible day," we repeat it so often. A fight with the boss, upset stomach, tube. This is what we describe as terrible, when nothing terrible is happening. Here is the trivia, which we pray - toothache, tax audit, coffee spilled on our clothes. When the really terrible things happen, we pray to God that you don't believe, to bring back the little horrors and take away this nightmare. Funny, isn't it? The flood in the kitchen, Allergy, altercation, after which we tremble with rage... We'd all feel better if we knew what else was coming? Would we have known that these were the best moments of our lives?