"Kids, I'm going to tell you an incredible story. The story of how I met your mother..."
Well, we did it. We made it through the finale of How I met Your Mother. If you know me at all, or even if you've just been reading this blog for a few weeks, you know that I have DEEP LOVE for this show. I also have a DEEP LOVE for themes, so of course I went all out. I was equal parts excited and scared for last night's hour long episode, and now that I've watched it twice through, slept on it, woke at my usual insomniatic hour and had nothing to do but ponder it extensively...I have much to say. So here we go...hey, why else do I have this thing, anyway?!
|HIMYM cocktails, complete with a yellow umbrella!|
I was all set to go, and honestly I was quite excited to see what the writer's had in store for us. They had been promising a twist, after all. For some time now I've been predicting that in the future the Mother has died, and Ted is making sure she lives on for his kids through his stories. In some masochistic way, I longed for that ending. I would be satisfied with that ending. I would relate to that ending.
The episode started off great. I absolutely loved the flashback scene to the pub, with the actors struggling to settle back in to their younger days: Lily's eager, slightly annoying season one voice, Robyn's more awkward screen presence, and a palpable question of what's to come. It was a beautiful moment, all of them truly accepting Robyn into the group. And what was more beautiful was the moment in the present, when we saw that particular story coming full circle. Barney did sleep with Robyn...and it was legendary! So legendary, that he married Sparkles herself. The whole thing reminded me why I love the show so much...only to have the post-wedding bliss ripped away from me a few moments later. BUT we're focusing on the positives here, right? Gosh, I loved seeing Ted and the Mother together. Every single time they were on screen I had a huge, dopey smile on my face and a track in my head saying "I hope to some day have a love like that!!" They were perfect for eachother! They were soulmates! A kind of love that should transcend life and death! They finished eachother's...SANDWICHES. I loved their nontraditional story line - having babies then getting married, yet making it work because it was right for them. Every time we have seen them together this season I have squealed like a little girl (yes, I am one, but you get the point). Every time I wanted to scream at the screen "This is it Ted, you did it! It was all worth it! Everything happens for a reason! She is your reason!" That scene on the platform? Perfection, Tracy McConnell. Perfection.
And then...things started to slowly...fall...apart.
First of all, why Swarkles...WHY?! We watched both Barney and Robyn evolve throughout season nine and prepare themselves for an unlikely but beautiful marriage. We saw them recite vows. We cried with joy when they both went through with it. Then, poof. Divorced. Oh, ok. Bye Robyn?
I kind of saw the gang falling apart coming. It's just a fact of life and one that I feel I have prematurely dealt with from living in 4 different states in one year. It's hard to keep up with people, even your best friends. That didn't bother me as much as...some things.
|La Vie en Rose...|
|Oh look, it's Robyn and Tracy. They are besties and not dead. I love my dream world!|