Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
I knew George was going to die, but I had always hoped it would be just mentioned in a voiceover in the final episode. But as I sat there watching the two episodes that aired tonight, that sinking feeling kept building in the pit of my stomach.
George was funny, sweet, and he had finally caught a break. The whole family did. Sheldon was heading off to California, George finally had his dream come true and was going to teach college ball in Houston, Missy was excited to move, and before any of it could happen, George died.
As soon as Mary mentioned the family photo, I was like damn. And then George was late, and I was still hoping I was wrong. But, nope.
George died at work and I found myself just as devastated as the Coopers in that moment.
No words, I just had to turn off the TV and walk away.
And I’m still upset about it hours later.
Life just isn’t fair.