The end of a journey
Last night marked the end of a long but happy journey. It's a journey I've taken three times now and this time was almost as delightful as the first time. The big difference this time is that I had a traveling companion. About two years ago I started reading the Harry Potter series to my daughter. Now 100+ hours and almost 4,000 pages later we finished the seventh book.
Completing the series was bittersweet. On one hand it has been an incredible amount of fun reading to her and following Harry through his seven years at Hogwarts. Seeing her reaction to some of the twists in the book and just being able to talk to her about the story has been wonderful. I can't tell you how many nights I've was anxiously awaiting the time when we could start reading again just to get to one of my favorite parts in whatever book we were on and see or hear her reactions.
On the other, we're done and to be honest, I'm a bit sad. I guess part of the reason is that in the two years that we've been reading, she's gone from a "big girl" to being nearly a pre-teen. With the teen years ahead I can see in the not too distant future when reading a story to her just isn't going to be welcomed.
Thankfully, I still have some time to spend reading to my not so little girl. We've started in on the Artemis Foul series and might even delve into the Hunger Games. While I know that I likely won't be reading to her for too much longer, my hope is that she'll keep an open mind to the types of books that she reads in the future and that maybe we'll even continue to read some of the same books.
Completing the series was bittersweet. On one hand it has been an incredible amount of fun reading to her and following Harry through his seven years at Hogwarts. Seeing her reaction to some of the twists in the book and just being able to talk to her about the story has been wonderful. I can't tell you how many nights I've was anxiously awaiting the time when we could start reading again just to get to one of my favorite parts in whatever book we were on and see or hear her reactions.
On the other, we're done and to be honest, I'm a bit sad. I guess part of the reason is that in the two years that we've been reading, she's gone from a "big girl" to being nearly a pre-teen. With the teen years ahead I can see in the not too distant future when reading a story to her just isn't going to be welcomed.
Thankfully, I still have some time to spend reading to my not so little girl. We've started in on the Artemis Foul series and might even delve into the Hunger Games. While I know that I likely won't be reading to her for too much longer, my hope is that she'll keep an open mind to the types of books that she reads in the future and that maybe we'll even continue to read some of the same books.