Over the course of time, the Thursday night tradition waned a little. No one did anything in particular...families were made, schedules grew tighter, and many a move was had. Grey's night went from being the best day of the week to being just another night.
Last year, I prepared myself to watch the Season Finale of Grey's. I had my dogs to keep me company and my trusty DVR to keep the pesky commercials away. But when I sat down to watch, something dreadful happened...the show cut off. There I was...alone, grey-less, and without my friends. I have to admit, I went a little crazy. I think I might have scared the boy. I perhaps even went on a crazy computer searching rampage, desperately googling for in hopes that some site, some where, would find the show. Never mind the fact that I could have waited to watch the show a mere 24 hours later once it was posted on the ABC site. I needed Meredith Grey and I needed her bad.
Looking back, it wasn't that I needed Meredith. I just needed my friends. And my DVR's destruction of that episode essentially represented the destruction of a sweet Thursday night tradition. Sometimes, it's hard to handle change...and much like a cranky DVR, I just shut down.
I find myself on another Thursday night, many months after the aforementioned greys debacle. Even though I won't have my friends by my side, I know that they are just a phone call away.