History, and storylines, repeat themselves
Everyone has a guilty pleasure, a vice, something they love and may not admit to everyone, but they indulge it in it just the same. Mine is General Hospital, although that's not the biggest of secrets. In fact, I don't think it's really a secret at all. But I indulge in the daily melodrama, the long and drawn out storylines, and -- where some are concerned -- bad acting. I watch it daily, escaping the difficulties and hardships of my own life, and reveal in the difficulties and hardships of others. Poisoned with neurotoxin! Stalked by a psychopath! Raped in prison! These make my own problems seem like kid stuff, so trivial. And, for that brief hour, I take comfort in that.
At the end of Thursday's episode we saw the beginnings of three storylines about to intersect: a little boy wandering in the street, several cars -- all with distracted drivers -- on the road, and a sick little girl in the hospital. And as the stories started to unfold and intertwine in Friday's episode, I couldn't help thinking how it all felt familiar, like I had seen it before. It had the makings of a similar storyline, a great one in the 90s that had me crying every day.
BJ's gift to Maxie.
Felicia's breakdown when she realized her niece's heart saved her daughter's life opened up own floodgates. It was gut-wrenching, painful to watch, but so compelling you couldn't turn yourself away. Something you couldn't image experiencing first-hand, and couldn't bear to witness again.
The saying goes "history repeats itself." And sometimes, storylines do, too.
At the end of Thursday's episode we saw the beginnings of three storylines about to intersect: a little boy wandering in the street, several cars -- all with distracted drivers -- on the road, and a sick little girl in the hospital. And as the stories started to unfold and intertwine in Friday's episode, I couldn't help thinking how it all felt familiar, like I had seen it before. It had the makings of a similar storyline, a great one in the 90s that had me crying every day.
BJ's gift to Maxie.
Felicia's breakdown when she realized her niece's heart saved her daughter's life opened up own floodgates. It was gut-wrenching, painful to watch, but so compelling you couldn't turn yourself away. Something you couldn't image experiencing first-hand, and couldn't bear to witness again.
The saying goes "history repeats itself." And sometimes, storylines do, too.