My mother had cancer several years ago and was undergoing chemo treatments. I was visiting with her one day and I noticed on her coffee table, two Harry Potter books in paperback. This surprised me…
This was at the height of the library scandal where they were banned in many of them across the country. I questioned why she was reading them. She told me, “The chemo messes with you and makes you do weird things.” Then she laughed. I told her those books were evil and that she shouldn’t be reading them. She looked at me and said, “I want you to take these books and read them. If you still think they are evil when you are done, I will never mention them in your presence again.” I said okay and took the challenge.
She was right. Mom brought his world into mine and a connection has grown. They are not what people were claiming and I have loved reading them over the years. They remind me a lot of The Lord of the Rings and Chronicles of Narnia books. They remind me of her. She died in 2001 and she never got to read past the first two books and she never saw the movies.
I have taken my children to all the midnight book events and movies since her death. I own all the books and will own all the movies when the last one comes out. I am sad the last movie is coming out in July. I want there to be more to look forward to, but I know that is not to be…
I have lost both of my parents and I feel a longing for them the same way Harry Potter does for his. It brings tears to my eyes every time those parts in the books/movies are emphasized. Those two books were the last thing my mother gave me and I will cherish them always. I love you, mom.