Like the end of Harry Potter. I know, sounds pathetic, but seriously I grew up with the Harry Potter books. I devoured every page and waited in countless midnight lines for the newest books and movies. I laughed out loud over Fred and George's pranks, cried when Snape died, and thoroughly despised Umbridge. I often wonder about J.K. Rowling and how she created a magical world that so fully captivated me for over 11 years. For the latest and last Harry Potter movie I dressed up with my brothers and some of my friends and we went to the midnight showing. It was a brilliant night! We even had chocolate frogs!
Hermione and Doby.
Trelawny, a Muggle, Doby, Hermione, and Umbridge. Midnight showing at Jordon Landing.
Colin Creevy and an unknown Slytherin.
But the movie ended. First I felt sad that it was over. Then I felt a little dumb for feeling that way. I love this quote from the 7th book, because even if I did live the whole story in my head, why should that mean it isn't an important part of my life?
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" ~ Dumbledore
Another ending happened this morning when my dog Taffy died. She was almost 11 years old. My whole family was pretty sad because she was the best dog, requiring only food + water + treats + walks and returning a wagging tail + doggy breath + tummy to be rubbed + small surprises in the yard + instant vacuum + loyalty + and love. She was a good dog. I will miss her sneaking into my room every night.
But endings are good. They bring change and new life and excitement. Anatole France said, "All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another."
I like to think that time is on our side. And life is good.
