15 August, 2009


I know I've mentioned the incredible imagination-turned-amazing-hour-of-entertainment that is THE WEST WING. Thanks to the added bonus of living with someone who has the whole series, I've been slowly working my way through the 155 episodes (which is SO much better than summer TV reruns, especially when you've opted not to have cable and only go with the basic 13 or so channels).

Recently I watched the season 2 finale - "Two Cathedrals" - and it struck a particular chord in my heart and I cried for about the last 20 minutes of the episode. Cried. Sat on the couch, didn't hold anything back, and let the tears fall and fall. It was about loss and difficult decisions and dealing with challenging things even when you know you're the one who has to go through them and shying away from your hard responsibilities wouldn't make anything any easier.

And faith. Faith that can seem strong - in yourself, in someone else, in God - and then be shaken down to it's mere foundation... and then the discovery of whether that faith is strong enough, even broken down to its barest bones and mere dust, to hold up what you believe.

Who knew TV could make you feel like that?!


  1. I had no idea you were watching this too!!! I'm on Season 7 with about four episodes left. We should compare soon!

  2. "Two Cathedrals" is easily the best episode of the series. The scene where Martin Sheen is walking down the aisle of the church cursing God in Latin is heartwrenching!

    I will follow Aaron Sorkin and Thomas Schlamme to the ends of the earth! I love everything they do!