{"id":2523,"date":"2009-11-03T02:58:00","date_gmt":"2009-11-03T09:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=2523"},"modified":"2009-11-03T02:58:00","modified_gmt":"2009-11-03T09:58:00","slug":"2523","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=2523","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

snoopy come home<\/span><\/p>\n

one of my most vivid childhood memories, turns out to be one of my parents most vivid memories of me.<\/p>\n

when i was three, i watched snoopy come home and it absolutely destroyed me. i was so sad about snoopy running away that i cried and cried, not like little kid crying but weeping inconsolably as my parents say. i couldn’t sleep. they stayed up with me, offered me my toys, food, anything, to try to get me to sleep but i couldn’t. i was in complete despair. i remember it being really late at night and my parents were exhausted, having to work the next day, but i wouldn’t go back to bed. i was playing listlessly with this red barn i had with doors that opened and closed as my parents sat next to me, asking me what was wrong but i didn’t have the words to explain it. i just kept saying snoopy ran away, which would bring a fresh wave of tears. but my heart was broken. i had never experienced anything like it. that sadness, at such an early age, felt like the end of the world–a pain that could potentially never end, losing someone i would never see again.<\/p>\n

i’ve always thought that these 5 year old kids who can play musical instruments like the reincarnation of masters are proof of past lives. that they brought that knowledge in from another lifetime. i wonder if i lost someone in a past life and that’s been my driving current. maybe i let someone down. maybe i didn’t fulfill a promise. maybe i feel like i can’t rest until i bring this person i lost home, even though i don’t know if i can right this wrong in this lifetime, in this world, or even if it matters. but it’s so persistent. as persistent and powerful as time.<\/p>\n

today i watched the last episode of last season’s grey’s anatomy. people know how i feel about tr knight, and everything that happened with that set. i also thought giving him the storyline of cheating on his wife with his best friend was contrived and not consistent with the moral fiber of his character. i feel the creator of the show really let him down, both within the world of her creation, and professionally. i do think he grew a lot as an actor on that show, playing george o’malley, and that character became so rich and powerful. it points to a simultaneous development of the actor. he had so much soul. he stood for something powerful and good. he was a great model of integrity to have in a medium that reaches such a wide mass. but there have been issues on that set and understandably, tr decided to opt out of his contract and left the show at the end of last season. i have so much respect for him as a person for doing it. but the sad thing was that meant the end of the character.<\/p>\n

the whole season he’d been mostly in the background with no storylines, which had been irritating. i watch the show for his character’s development. but in the end, he decides to join the army to become a doctor in iraq, but before he goes, he gets hit by a bus after saving a woman. he’s so mangled no one in the er recognizes him, until he’s able to write 007, his nickname, in meredith’s palm (sounds kind of contrived when i’m paraphrasing, i know, but it’s actually well done). i really appreciate how they let the character depart with dignity–it was consistent with his character. so much heart. but i’m really sad. it’s just like snoopy come home. i’m heartbroken. i can’t sleep because i’m really sad that this beautiful character will no longer evolve and shine in the world, showing such a remarkable example of a beautiful, noble human being.<\/p>\n

maybe you have to be a writer to understand how painful the end of a beautiful character is. or maybe you just have to be someone who’s touched by any example of a person with strong integrity of character.<\/p>\n

i hope tr does amazing things in this world. i have a feeling, whether publically or privately, he strives to be his best and affects those around him. he has a high level of personal integrity. he’s one of the people i believe in. i always say of all the “celebrities” i’ve met, he’s far and away my favorite. but it goes beyond that. of all the “people” i’ve met, he’s someone i really care about and respect. i have a feeling the meeting would have had the same impact on me even if we had met randomly, as two ordinary strangers knowing nothing of each other. i would have actually preferred that. i would have liked to have talked more about life.<\/p>\n

he’s one of the good ones. and so was his character, george. they did an amazing job together. broke my heart, but i give him the deepest respect.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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