I’ve been watching Grey’s Anatomy from the beginning — before TiVo, DVR, HULU — when it was on Sunday nights, live on ABC paired with a glass of wine.
It’s been a favorite show of mine for the storytelling, the characters, the music and the perfect blend of laughs and tears. It’s incredible that more than a decade later the show still captures my attention and makes me feel all the feels.
The episode I watched recently was heavy. It had a lot of great themes and lessons. It tackled abandonment, abortion, sexual assault and teaching your children about consent and what it means. It’s crazy what Shonda Rhimes packs in 45 minutes and how much it speaks to me.
There was one scene that perfectly captures what I think so many of us women are working toward and that’s standing up for each other…even if we’re just strangers.
In the episode there is a woman who is sexually assaulted while leaving a bar and she is in desperate need of a surgery to save her life. She’s terrified after the attack and breaks down saying she sees the attacker’s face in every man.
Jo, one of the doctors who has been with this woman the entire time, calls for reinforcements. She asks women in the hospital fellow doctors, nurses and other female hospital staff to line the hallways on two floors so the patient sees the faces of supportive women on her trek to the operating room.
It was an incredibly powerful scene and it touched me because it’s what we all should aspire to do as women. Encourage, empower and lift each other up, even if we’re simply strangers.
This doesn’t only have to apply in a grim situation such as sexual assault (which is so sad and unimaginable), but in everything. There is a lot of judgment among women and I don’t know why our first instinct is to tear each other down rather than build each other up. I’ve done it before and I’m not proud of it.
We judge and attack versus supporting and celebrating our differences. I see it all the time whether it’s working moms pitted against stay-at-home moms, breastfeeding versus formula, with body image, shape, personality and so on and so on.
It took something as scary and sad as sexual assault and a line of women of all ages, colors. Ethnicities, religious backgrounds, etc. in a fictional TV drama for me to see it so clearly. It really moved me.
So this is just a reminder to me and maybe to you that we are all different, but we all matter. We are worth it. We are strong. And we are stronger together.
And as one of my favorite quotes says “Real Queens Fix Each Others Crowns.”