Yep. I did it. It’s 2:04 and I finished it. And then, just because it was the right thing to do, I rewound and watched and sang along to the opening song one last time.
Was there crying? Obviously. Did I wish Amber was here to watch it with me? Obviously. But I did it. And do you know how I did it? I did it because I’m a big girl. And I know that I’m a big girl because that’s exactly what I said out loud for all the living room to hear right before I watched the last episode when I was thinking that I couldn’t do it.
Please, hold your applause.
Bon Voyage is the name of the series finale of the Gilmore Girls. I am telling you this because is 1:13 am and I am about to watch it. Yes, Meghan, I am home alone and about to watch something that left me in my infamous and never before or since rivalled hysterics that you still talk about to this day with fear in your voice. But don’t worry. I feel good about it. I think it’s going to be okay. Will I cry? Obviously. But I don’t think I’ll need the hug and comforting (yes people, it was that bad) that I needed last time.
So, here I go. Wish me luck and I’ll let you know how it goes.
