I hated losing my mom . . . HATED IT! You're going to hate it when you lose someone you love too, and there isn't anything anyone can do to protect you. Death is a part of life . . . it roams the world daily . . . hourly . . . every second we're alive . . . we just don't have any idea when Death will enter our personal space. It's not that I'm not okay with death . . . I just prefer the alternative . . . for as long as I can have it.
Enter Harry Potter . . .
There are so many life lessons you can learn from so many different sources . . . you've just got to keep an open mind about all of it. Dark magic aside . . . the Harry Potter series was chock full of things we should all take note of: what real friendship means, that we can find "family" in people who don't share our DNA, kindness goes a long way, standing up for the people you love is imperative . . . the list is long! One of my favorites is that we should always hold onto memories, and the story had a unique way to recall those memories . . . since, in real life, we can't remember EVERYTHING!!
Enter the Pensieve . . .
. . . if only it were real!
According to J.K. Rowling's "Pottermore" website, it's described as a wide and shallow dish made of metal or stone, often elaborately decorated or inlaid with precious stones . . . carrying powerful and complex enchantments. Pensieves are rare because only the most advanced wizards ever use them, and because the majority of wizardkind is afraid of doing so.
Of course, a downside to having one of these: when using it, you might dredge up memories you wanted to forget . . . painful ones . . . shameful ones . . . so yeah . . . there's that! Being a kid, without a lot of life experience, Harry misused it and learned a few things he probably didn't really need to know!
Enter blogging . . .
I've really enjoyed getting this process started . . . seems the more I write, the more I remember . . . and sort of like a pensieve gone wrong, sometimes painful things come up. But really, that's okay because I don't "see" them in movie form really . . . just moving pictures. Occasionally they'll hit me wrong, but for the most part it's not that bad. And when it is, I go stack rocks or something!
Oh wait . . . my point!!! Memories of my mom . . . thankfully I have a million of those . . . and pictures . . . I have pictures!! Keep the good memories alive kid . . . you'll need them one day!
"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure." ~ Unknown
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