We finally saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II on Saturday.
It felt like an eternity waiting for our tiny movie theater to show it.
I plugged my ears and sang "la la la" anytime someone mentioned the movie.
Everyone and their dog knew how it was going to end.
because they all read the books, of course.
Even my husband read the series in the weeks leading up to it's release.
but I stood my ground.
I wanted it to be a surprise.
I was never interested in reading the books.
The movies were just fine with me.
I had an idea of how it was all going to go down.
I didn't think I would cry.
but behind those giant 3D glasses, I may have shed a tear or two.
and then I left the movie theater not feeling closure.
no, I left with a hole in my heart and a desire to read the books.
because I didn't already have a stack of books to read.