
Last night we went to the
midnight showing of Harry Potter. The last one. Where it all ends.

I was with Emmett and Noelle and Mac and all of her friends were about 10 rows behind us after a Harry Potter marathon where they tried to get through all 7 movies before the midnight showing of the last.

They also arrived at the theatre at 6:00 to stand in line.
It was very emotional. Everyone was crying. Mac was sobbing in a big friend huddle.
I loved the movie of course and thought it was so well done. Practically perfect.
(except...slight spoiler alert: I wish there was more Hagrid and, after all that Hogwarts destruction, I wish there was one last scene of Hogwarts whole and glowing again. Maybe as the credits were rolling...a shot in the dining hall with everything all lit up and sparkly with a bunch of first years looking scared and excited. sniff sniff.)

It's no secret that these books are tied up with our family history. I remember lots of snuggling and late nights and coffee shop reading and trying to sneak in chapters wherever we could.

And it was great to sit in a crowded theatre for hours getting to know the Harry Potter addicts around us. So many people of all ages! Many college students fully bedecked in red and gold...a few green and silver. I love to hear others Harry Potter stories! I know of one married couple that started reading the series to each other when they were dating and say that reading to each other is a big part of their marriage "glue" (you know who you are).

One of the many
articles I obsessively read over the past couple of days said, "Like the snitch, we "open at the close." The advent of the seventh movie is not an ending, but an opportunity to take what we have learned at Hogwarts into the world."
So...another milestone. I will miss all the unfolding in real time...and truly look forward to sharing it all over again with Silas! We open at the close!
Harry Potter, the next generation!
