Over the past few months I have been experiencing a feeling that has only become increasingly more intense in recent weeks. I have felt as though I have a friend or family member, whom I am extremely close to, that has a terminal illness and has only been given a short time to live. I feel as though I should be grateful for the wonderful time we have spent together and that memories will live on forever, however I can't help but feel a tremendous sadness for the imminent departure.
Before I go on, allow me to explain something from the past. When the wife was pregnant with Buck Double she was very sick and spent a lot of time in bed. To help pass the time we decided to try a new TV show. We went to the store and picked up the first season of Lost. The next several days had us glued to the TV. After only 3 or 4 days I rushed to the store to pick up the second season. Season after season followed. We were sucked into the shocking plot changes and surprises. New characters surfaced while new information about existing characters was continually presented. When it was announced that the next season would be the last, we were thrilled to have so many complex questions answered and wondered how it could be possible to tie everything together. The further into the last season we got, the more we realized all of the questions weren't going to be answered. By the time the final episode finally aired, only one general solution was presented that didn't answer any of the specific questions I was dying to know about characters, situations and events. Needless to say, I was disappointed.
Many of you you know the good friend I have who was given such a short time to live. His name is Harry Potter. Last night I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2, thus ending the life of the Harry Potter Series. I have read a lot of books, but none of them compare to Harry Potter. In every series I have read, I have found something that didn't make sense or that really bugged me (don't get me started on Twilight). Not so with Harry Potter. There have only been a few instances when I thought, "I don't really like this" but those instances have been rare and inconsequential to the scope of the series. Even when the movies varied a bit from the books, it wasn't enough to bother me.
When the first Deathly Hallows movie came out, I joked about how JK Rowling must have sold her soul to the devil in order to write something so perfect. I still stand by that accusation. Unlike Lost, as Harry and his friends grew up, and as Voldemort became more powerful, plots and story lines always tied together. Closure was given for every character and answers were given for every question. We know why Harry, Dumbledore, Snape, Voldemort and so many other characters did the things that they did from the first chapter of The Sorcerers Stone to the last chapter of The Deathly Hallows.
I, like so many others, couldn't help but get sucked into the world of Harry Potter. To us, Hogwarts is real and continues to educate young witches and wizards today. We all wish that we'd have received a letter to study there along side Harry, Ron and Hermione. We watched them grow up and cheered for them to defeat the most perfect face of evil. Everything was so believable that it had to be real.
For those of you who haven't read the Harry Potter series, you are missing out. I know many of you are laughing at me right now for being such a nerd. I too, used to be one of those people. Give the books a try, I promise you won't be disappointed. If I still haven't convinced you, go mow your lawn. As for me, I'm headed back to Number 4 Privet Drive... for the fifth time.
I'm with ya.
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