Live the life you love; Love the life you live.

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Okay, do you know what will happen to Christina if she has a kid that she doesn’t want? It will almost kill her. Trying to pretend that she loves a kid as much as she loves surgery will almost kill her, and it’ll almost kill your kid. Do you know what it’s like to be raised by someone who didn’t want you? I do. To know you stood in the way of your mother’s career? I do. I was raised by a Christina. My mother was a Christina. And as the child she didn’t want, I am telling you, don’t do this to her, because she’s kind and she cares and she won’t make it. The guilt of resenting her own kid will eat her alive.
Meredith (via seattle-grace-hospital)

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Lexie:
[narrating] Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.
Mark:
It isn't just death we have to grieve. It's life. It's loss. It's change.
Alex:
And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie:
That's how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive.
Derek:
By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won't feel this way. It won't hurt this much.
Bailey:
Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen:
So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith:
The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can't control it.
Arizona:
The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie:
And let it go when we can.
Meredith:
The very worst part is that the minute you think you're past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina:
And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith:
There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex:
Denial.
Derek:
Anger.
Bailey:
Bargaining.
Lexie:
Depression.
Richard:
Acceptance.

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In the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself.
The Weepies, “Can’t Go Back Now” (via wamblealong)