I’ll never forget it, my best friend, who knew I loved myths and legends said I had to read this series. When she told me it was Harry Potter, I was a bit surprised, it was in the Children’s Section, I thought it was for kids. Two adults walking into that department is a bit weird when you’re looking for a book for yourself. She handed me Harry Potter and Sorcerers Stone and said, “If you don’t like it, you can always return it.” It was true, Bookstar had a return policy that I rarely used but appreciated.
So I bought the book and I fell in love.
Truly, it was love at first read. I read it in two days, I read it at work, at home, I even slid it into my purse and took it to a party with me. ( I was always doing that, I took a paperback to parties, dances, even a New Years bash I went to.) I just loved this book! So of course, I gave it to the person who gave me my book-mania, my Dad. He loved it and gave it to my brother who loved it too. (Sorry, my Mom was not a fan but she ended up going to all the movies with us. And we ended up going to all her choices, I think she was disappointed that we loved them as much as she did. 🙂 )
As much as I love the series, (and I do,) my Dad loved it more. He was full of enthusiasm and ate it up. In his 70’s, he was like a little boy waiting for the next book to come out, it was so adorable. He bought companion books and watched all the movies avidly, waited impatiently for my brother and I to catch up to where he was so we could have a lively discussion about it. (Dad was a whiz of reader, he could read a book in a day. And then he re-read it right away, just to catch any parts he might have missed. )
Sadly, he passed away before the last book came out. My brother and I read it thinking of him though out the read, we kept saying, oh he would be surprised by this, Dad would love this, Oh my, he would be stunned by this part. (Actually I think he would be most shocked by Snape in the last book, it sort of messed up his whole theory.) We would visit his grave and after saying hi, and laying flowers, my brother and I would catch him up on what was happening with Harry Potter, though we both knew he probably knew all about it before we did.
My Mom came to the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (the movie that came out the year my Dad passed,) wanting to do it in my Dad’s memory. After the movie we talked about how Dad would have felt, and Mom said what she thought about how Dad would react to some of the parts. We went to a deli, one of my Dad’s favorite places and just chattered away.
Since then when I pick it up, I think of him, especially since my Mom asked my brother and I to take the copies of the books in hardback that we didn’t have. I love my Dad with all my heart but he was a bit sloppy with his books, I still see his food stains in them, but that is ok I get very sentimental about those stains. I have my copies and his intermingled. I miss him so much.
Now I have lost my Mom, which has been very overwhelming to us both, I keep thinking of something Cyrus said to Harry, “The ones who love us never really leave us, you can always find them in here.” Harry Potter is all about love and loss, and lately I have been thinking a lot of about that, how the series helped me after the loss of my Dad and now my Mom.