Okay, so a little later than I said but. . . I'm uploading the final chapter straight after this. Read and Review. Marie X
There were seven women George O'Malley ever loved
Like most men, the first woman George ever truly loved was his mother. When he was young she was the best role model he could find, as he grew she was always there to comfort him, and iron his scrubs against his wishes. She supported him throughout med school and nothing he could ever do would cause her to stop loving him unconditionally.
His death was hard on her. Not only had she lost a husband; now she had lost a son, but Mrs O'Malley was strong. She grieved for her youngest child but instead of drowning in his loss she celebrated his life.
George saw how his mother coped with his passing and wished the rest of his family; both blood relatives and not, could handle it so well.
He goes to her once a year now, on what would have been his birthday. It is the only time she allows herself to break down over her son and by some cosmic miracle her son is always there to comfort her, even if she does not know it. The brief echo of childish laugher in the quiet house is not, as she suspects, a symptom of her advancing age but a gift left by someone departed: a brief melody to soothe the painful memories. Her son's last effort to support his mother.