I don’t know how this birds do it. Travel thousands of miles without getting lost. But every spring they’re always here.
I guess they come back to what they know.
People say it’s pretty cool, watching them go.
They say you can actually see the moment when, at some mysterious signal, all at once, the birds decide to leave.
So maybe I’ve been missing that. Whatever. There’s always next year.
Meredith:”There are some things she tells me that I can’t tell you and right or wrong….”
Derek:”What?”
Meredith:”She was there when you weren’t.”
I know you don’t undestand me. I don’t undestand me. I wanted to show him compassion. That’s why I went, that’s the reason, And it was horrible. It was horrible.
– Meredith Grey

