When the CW announced that it had canceled Gilmore Girls, I was heart broken since the last episode of the season had already been filmed. I thought we, the viewers, were going to be left with loose strings and lost friends. After seeing last night’s series finale, the show could not have ended any better. After a run of bad luck, Rory got an offer to hit the campaign trail as a reporter; she was back to the spunky, over achieving Rory we love. She only had 3 days until the job started and her careful list making, excitement, and nervousness were completely in character. With the sudden change in plans, we saw Lorelai’s frantic attempts to salvage all the time she had left with Rory. It was touching in a quiet way, no absurd crying or overly sentimental gestures, just a mom missing her daughter, her best friend. Even the lovely compliments from Richard and Emily were typically guarded, yet so generous. Miss Patty and Babbette’s disappointment in the canceled graduation re-enactment and Rory and Lane’s talk about growing up together in Stars Hollow, made the farewell party from the town so much more endearing. The town of Stars Hollow wanted to tell Rory how proud they were of her; we all wanted to tell her. I loved the fact that Luke organized the party as a surprise for Rory and Lorelai. Lorelai always leaned on him for things here and there that she needed help doing, but this time, Luke stepped up. He organized the party and then stayed up all night sewing the tent to keep out the rain. No one wanted a tear-filled cheesy love scene between Luke and Lorelai; the kiss on the street in front of the diner was perfect since so much of their history involved that exact spot. In the end, Lorelai and Rory are sitting in Luke’s diner having breakfast. No tearful good-byes, just lots of coffee and food and each other. Just the way we would want to say good-bye.
In the beginning, Gilmore Girls was a fast-talking, witty, endearing show about a mother and her daughter. In the end, Gilmore Girls was all of those things and much more.
If you're out on the road
Feeling lonely, and so cold
All you have to do is call my name
And I'll be there in the next train
Where you lead, I will follow
Anywhere that you tell me to
If you need, you need me to be with you
I will follow where you lead
Where you lead, I will follow
Anywhere that you tell me to
If you need, you need me to be with you
I will follow where you lead
Think of bicycles as rideable art that can just about save the world. ~Grant Petersen
When I go biking, I repeat a mantra of the day's sensations: bright sun, blue sky, warm breeze, blue jay's call, ice melting and so on. This helps me transcend the traffic, ignore the clamorings of work, leave all the mind theaters behind and focus on nature instead. I still must abide by the rules of the road, of biking, of gravity. But I am mentally far away from civilization. The world is breaking someone else's heart. ~Diane Ackerman
The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets. ~Christopher Morley
