The final installment of the Harry Potter movies will be released this weekend. I am actually quite excited to see this film and then go back and read the books all over again. I don't feel the sense of "I'm so sad it's over" that I felt when I read the last book back in 2007. (Oh, god, has it been that long...) Reading the series and awaiting the new books to come out was an amazing experience and I am glad I was able to be a part of it.
I absolutely refused to read the books when they first came out. I insisted that children's books were for children and the phenomenon was ridiculous. I was wrong. It wasn't until my part-time retail job started selling the Harry Potter knick-knacks that I felt I should read at least one. It was the salesman instinct in me that said I should know what I'm talking about if I'm going to sell it to people. And that was it. I loved them. I talked to my friends about the possible endings, read anything J.K. would tease us with, and enjoyed being part of a community that spanned the globe.
The movies don't have quite the same intrigue that the books had, but they do signal the end of that era. It seems like a lot of things are coming to a close on this, my thirtieth year. And I have to go back to that Tim McGraw song about my next thirty years.
i saw it this weekend. not gonna lie. i cried, hardcore.
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