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We all get at least one good wish a year. Over the candles on our birthday. Some of us throw in more. On eyelashes, fountains, lucky stars, and every now and then, one of those wishes comes true. So what then? Is it is as good as we’d hoped? Do we bask in the warm glow of our happiness? Or, do we just notice we’ve got a long list of other wishes waiting to be wished?
We don’t wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach. We wish because we need help and we’re scared and we know we may be asking too much. We still wish, though, because sometimes they come true.

- Grey’s Anatomy (Season 5, EP 11)

(Source: khen-okamoto)

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I’ve heard that it’s possible to grow up, I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. We whisper secrets with our best friend, in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope against all logic, against all experience, like children, we never give up hope.

- Grey’s Anatomy (via eletheowl)
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Callie: I like girls. Uh, as in… romantically? Turns out I like girls, uh, women! And I met the most amazing woman. Do you remember Dr. Robbins from this morning? Yeah, we got married and uh… oh no! before that we um… we got in an accident, a car accident… a really bad accident and uh, I almost died. But I didn’t! And uh, Sofia, neither did Sofia our uh baby. Our perfect, beautiful baby. And I’m um, I’m… screwing all this up. Look I know this is a lot and I understand. Um, and if this is too much for you to handle, believe me, my own mother practically disowned me. So I understand… oh god, I’m making you cry. Please don’t cry. Louise: You have a baby? Callie: I.. I do.Louise: Do you have any pictures?Callie: You want to see them? Louise: Are you kidding?

Most people think that I was named for the state, but it’s not true, I was named for a battle ship. The U.S.S. Arizona. My grandfather was serving on the Arizona when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, and he saved nineteen men before he drowned. Pretty much everything my father did his whole life was about honoring that sacrifice. I was raised to be a good man in a storm. Raised to love my country. Love my family. Protect the things I love. When my father, Colonel Daniel Robinson of the United States Marine Corps, heard that I was a lesbian he said he only had one question. I was prepared for “How fast can you get the hell out of my house?” But instead, it was “Are you still who I raised you to be?” My father believes in country the way that you believe in God. And my father is not a man who bends, but he bent for me because I am his daughter. I’m a good man in a storm. I love your daughter. And I protect the things I love. Not that I need too, she doesn’t need it. She’s strong, and caring, and honorable. And she’s who you raised her to be

- Grey’s Anatomy
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