Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone. It isn't just death we have to grieve. It's life, it's loss, it's change. And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so much, the thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime. That's how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive. By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, it won't feel this way, it won't hurt this much. Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way. So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty. The very crappy thing, the very worst part of grief, is that you can't control it. The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes, and let it go when we can. The very worst part is that the minute you think you're past it, it starts all over again. And always, every time... it takes your breath away.
<3Alex : What is this ?
Izzie : Take off your pants.
Alex : Iz, it's, uh...
Izzie : Be my husband. Get undressed, get into bed and hold me. I don't know what you're so mad about and I don't know what you're scared of because you won't talk to me! But I'm scared too, Alex, and I can't, if you won't... If we're gonna have a chance at a life together, then I need you to... Please.
Alex : You died in my arms. You died in my arms! You freaking died and then you left instructions that I wasn't allowed to save your life! You wanna know what I'm scared of ? I'm scared of everything! I'm scared to move, I'm scared to breathe, I'm scared to touch you! I can't lose you. I won't survive. And that's your fault. You made me love you, you made me let you in, and then you freaking died in my arms!