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Crisis of faith

  • Sep. 28th, 2009 at 8:47 PM

It's creeping up to that time of year that I look forward to the most. The breeze get cooler, the days shorter and the changing leaves begin to dance in the fall wind. I have come to love the fiery autumn colors but it also means that snow will soon begin to fall. This is marks a new excitement to the winter activities. With my upcoming move to Colorado, the epicenter of skiing, not only is there excitement and jubilation in the change, but there is also deep sadness. Perhaps its a contribution of anxieties of moving to a brand new place and starting anew, but leaving the turmoil here in the Tar Heel State also leaves me a with a heavy heart.

Over the years I have watched helplessly the fights and arguments between family members. It has always been that way growing up but the last couple of years have been the hardest witnessing and it has certainly taken it's toll. It's having to hear the constant yelling, fighting and insulting that makes my heart ache and continuously loose faith. It is a miracle that the family has stayed together for as long as it has and I feel strongly now that once I set foot out of this house that it will all fall apart. Being the patient peacemaker within the household, I just cannot take it anymore. It breaks my heart to see my mother go through what verbal abuse she receives. The patience that she usually has is clearly running dry. Constantly taking blow after blow like the non stop crashing of waves against the shores. Seeing her begin to crack makes me loose faith. Seeing her endure all that pain and suffering makes me wonder if finding someone to spend the rest of your life with is even worth it. She has the choice to leave but I know she won't do it because she wants what is best for us girls.

The fights between Sum and dad are particularly frightening. Arguing like raging teenagers it shakes the entire house. It's absolutely terrifying to witness especially when Sum starts throwing things or worse inflicting pain on herself. The past few weeks have resulted in me running to the room and just crying... for hours. And for those of you who know me well, I don't cry. And if I do then it takes a lot for me to crack. Obviously, lately it has become a new hobby of mine.

I have grown up watching this and it has gotten worse over the years. And it took the worst turn when I had left to go to school. I can only imagine what will happen once I move out of the state. I was loosing my faith in love within the family and hoped that I would find another outlet. I thought I found it with someone, but when that came crashing down I realized that my heart wasn't worth that pain. And I don't think it still is. Which is what makes me even sadder. The fact that I'm going to leave this place without telling someone how I feel. Especially when I'm not even sure anymore if the feelings are mutual. I can't afford to be hurt again in that department when I'm already hurting so much with everything else. I need to run with what little faith I have now in order to start a new chapter in my life.

With only a month left, I only hope that I find the strength to endure and the courage to move on. If there was a way to restore my faith before I leave then I will welcome it with open arms. Right now that outcome looks grim, so in the meantime I'm going to grin and bear it. Hoping and praying that my heart can suffer through a little longer...


Dream jobs

  • Sep. 14th, 2009 at 11:12 PM

I knew I had to post an entry after reading the writer's block prompt on the main page. "What would your dream job be and will you ever fulfill it?". In case you folks who are reading this don't already know, I have and will be living it up this winter season out in the Rockies. I did not realize how much I missed the ice cold air whipping through my hair while I was gliding down the slopes until I moved back to Chapel Hill a couple years back. I missed the mountain life so much that I even dedicated my two weekend days off from my full time job to drive three hours up to the mountains to continue to teach skiing. My heart was always in the mountains. Something about the fresher, cleaner air and the freedom of being up on some peak somewhere taking in some fantastic panorama.

Skiing is in the blood and it runs furiously through my veins. Prior to last years ski season I had a chance to sit down with a very close friend, perhaps potentially more than just a friend... but we will touch on that a later time, and had a heart to heart. We talked about what we wanted to do with our lives and what direction we wanted to blaze the new trails. I confessed to him that I wanted to move to Colorado after a few years of being back in Chapel Hill. Just long enough to enjoy the town I grew up in after finishing school but not long enough to root myself there and never want to leave. I'm still young and there are places I want to go and things I want to accomplish.

Colorado has always been on my mind since high school. I wanted to go to school out there but ended up staying in the state because it was cheaper tuition. My friend turned to me and he pointed out that the time that I wanted to leave the state by was creeping up on me. I remember looking at him and thinking, "He's absolutely right. If I'm going to follow my heart I need to take action now." He then asked me, "Have you ever been skiing out west?". I had not. I hadn't even visited the state  for that matter. I just had always had the yearning to go out there. It was then we decided that we were going to take a trip out west together. With our conversation fresh on my mind I went right to planning. Over the course of this past ski season I managed to get my Level I Professional Ski Instructing certificate and save up money to take this 2 week skiing trip out west. Skiing out west?! I could not believe what I was actually going to do it after all this time.

A week had not even passed after I came back from my first western skiing escapades in Taos, New Mexico that I started applying for ski schools in Colorado. I was determined to make the big change and do what it is that truly made me happy. A month past and I had not heard anything. I had hoped that with a Professional Ski Instructor membership and certification under my belt I would have landed something quickly. I will not forget the feeling I had when I got that email from Winter Park Ski Resort, Colorado or the day I had the phone interview with them. Being offered the job that I have been dreaming of for so long was the best feeling. I had finally caught my break. If there is one piece of advice that I can give to any of you reading this right now it is this; If there is something that you have a passion for, don't make excuses about how it's impossible to accomplish. Don't shoot down your dreams and don't push aside your goals. Go for it and see where the path takes you. You don't look back later in your life wondering why you didn't take the chance. You want to look back at what you had done and be proud of what you did.

A quote that I always bear in mind goes like this:
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming 'Wow ! What a Ride!'" - Hunter S. Thompson

Had it not been for that night with my friend and our trip out west, I would probably be rooting myself here. Thank you B for convincing me to do what it is that my heart desired... now if only you could see that I share the feelings you have and follow me out west.

Live your life and live your dreams. I certainly am going to try. You just never know where it will take you.

Shading the Earth in National Geographic

  • Jul. 30th, 2009 at 7:12 PM

I was reading the latest National Geographic that came out and there was a particularly interesting article. It was titled "Shading the Earth". In efforts to help lessen the impacts and slow down global warming, researches have come up with this "Plan B" for cooling the Earth. Weening ourselves from the massive use of fossil fuels will be too little too late at the rate we are going, so the "Plan B" is to launch these disks of sulfate into the stratosphere between the Sun and the Earth creating a "shade" for us. Now I'm adding a link to this article so that you all can read it for yourselves without me having to regurgitating all the article's information out back at you. Now I understand that we need to cool down the Earth and that there are already evidence that sulfur has cooling effects on the planet. Think about what the temperature decrease is when a massive volcano erruptions blasts all that ashe into the atmosphere. However, I think that sending out these disks into space is bogus. Playing God and controlling the weather can have some serious consequences. Do you think this is a good or bad idea?



Shading the Earth article at National Geographic.com

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/big-idea/01/shading-earth

This nation is need of change

  • Oct. 22nd, 2008 at 5:00 PM

I hope any of you who are reading this entry are planning on or have already voted for this election term. These past 8 years have been more than what we can handle. It is time for change... at least we hope so. There is no telling what the polls really are looking like. Obama leads by a landslide in some and others say that the candidates are neck and neck. God save us all if we end up with McCain and Palin. That only means that we'll be a heartbeat away from having Palin as prez.... eeeek! It never ceases to amaze me how many people there are in this country that actually believe hardcore that McCain is the better candidate. Of course I'm sure there are stubborn conservatives out there who think the same thing about us liberals. This country needs a change and I strongly believe that if McCain beats Obama we're going to continue in this rut. I don't care who you vote for.... well yeah I do... but the main point is to get out there and vote. It's your right and the only way you can actively participate in a change for this country. For better or for worse. I just pray the Obama is the one that comes out on top.

Otherwise, I'm moving to Canada... seriously.

And I'm going to be a ski bum for the next 4 - 8 years. You think I'm joking...

The leaves are changing...

  • Oct. 14th, 2008 at 11:39 PM

For the past couple of weeks I have been watching the leaves slowly change into their firery colors and can't help but get excited about the winter months. I don't know what it is about the cooler weather that I love so much... outside of the fact that it's just that little bit closer to swishing down the slopes in that white stuff. I have been in dire need of change. I've done everything thing I can to keep myself satisfied and occupied lately. I've rearranged the rooms, cut my hair.... whatever else and still feel unfullfilled. It wasn't till recently that I sat down with someone and talked about our plans for the next couple of years. He mentioned the idea of moving out west himself, to the Rockies to be more specific. I told him I wasn't sure where I wanted to go but I want to leave here before I ended up rooting myself down and never leaving. I've had some time to sit down and turn over ideas in my head. Hours of surffing the web looking at different areas that I've been interested in the past. they have ranged from north east all the way to Japan. If anything though, I know now that I want to move out west. The Rockies at that. There is cooler weather, mountains, and skiing. What more can I really ask for there? Not as far away as Japan which would be good for family sake... unless they decide to move to Japan themselves. And seeing as that I originally wanted to go out west for school, it's only fair that I give myself the opportunity to move out there and experience it all now. Maybe I just feel the need to go out there simply cause Brandon was thinking about it himself. But one thing is for certain, I need a change and a big one. Who knows, maybe I do need to follow this boy out west.

Major dilemma in the world of the Asian Invasion. I mean shit that you only see in freakin' movies and on TV. Laugh all you want those of you who reserved the right to say, "I told you so." For those who don't have a clue as to what the hell I'm talking about, I'll give you a very brief run down on the situation. You all know how I've been working at A Southern Season for almost a year now and have been enjoying it thus far. For about 90% of the time that I've been here I've managed to develop an attachment to a co-worker of mine within the same department. Now I know you all are thinking why I haven't done anything about it and the response I have for you is that it's complicated. I mean he's the assistant manager of the department complicated. So I've managed to keep my feelings to myself and brush off the hints that indicate that he is interested too. It was only yesterday that I was hit with validation that he has and still shares the same feelings that I do. Now, how do we go about it? Do we risk our jobs just so that we can be together or do we just sweep all of our feelings for each other under the rug, try to forget about it and move on? Last night I spent an hour on the computer looking at other possible employment opportunities around the area thinking that would be an easy solution. Ultimately, I think we should sit down and talk face to face. There's just too much going through my head right now. I'm more than a little emotionally strained right now that it's seems hard for me to think straight. Not to mention making a decision on anything. What is the cost of being happy? It's been so long since I found someone that made me as happy as he does and yet it seems so damn near impossible to try and work it out. Is it worth the risk....

Let's go Tar Heels!

  • Jun. 17th, 2008 at 5:23 PM

This goes out to all of my Tar Heel fans out there. I apologize to anyone reading right now who don't really understand sports jargon. If you have not heard already we have our boys back in the game for one more season. We all were worried that we may be losing Psycho-T to the pros and taking some of his teammates with him. Course, we were all relieved when Tyler finally decided he would stay for his Senior year at Carolina. And after camp we got the other boys back in the game for one more season. I just had to take the moment to celebrate this fabulous news cause it just means we have an extremely well off chance in having one helluva winning season. With that said, for those of you who aren't too keen to following sports, I would start watching the Heels play some b-ball this coming season, cause we are going to rule the court!

Painful progressions...

  • Jun. 12th, 2008 at 10:25 PM

I apologize to those reading this entry right now, seeing as it is the first one I've written in months, and for the depressing nature in which my mood is swinging. I pour out this entry because of the heavy heart I carry. Lately, I haven't been able to shake thoughts of Katie out of my head, how much I miss her company and her laughter. I've been hearing her voice in my thoughts lately. It is as though she is trying to guide me certain directions. Most days it's hard to distinguish what it is that she is trying to communicate to me. For the most part though, I know she wants me to do what would make me happy. It's been hard to try and establish what it is that makes me happy though. It's during these times that I find myself missing Katie the most because she was always happy. There have been conflicting thoughts running through me as to whether or not I should pursue a relationship which could most likely and consequently ruin some friendships. Hurt feelings are not what I want to accomplish in the gain of my own happiness. I had a good taste of it today at work and I have never felt so guilty about it in my life. My soul just aches to see that sort of pain be inflicted on someone especially when I know what it is like to be on the receiving end.  I constantly wonder if it's even worth it. As Regina's song Fidelity goes, "I hear in my mind all these voices, all these words. I hear in my mind all this music and it breaks my heart." My heart can't help but dance when I see this person's face. It has been so long since it has done that. Of course, I haven't been able to allow it to skip like that since I have been so closely guarding it. It was so hurt before that I didn't ever want it to be vulnerable like that again. I stand at a crossroad starring down in each of the directions in which I could continue forward with and at the same time contemplate whether or not I should stay put and stick to a place where I find myself most comfortable with, the most safe. A place where I can shield my inner most feelings and just put my own happiness on hold for the sake of others. After the crossfire today I just want to suspend my life. Let it coast in a stagnant, numb manner where I can just live my life vicariously through those that I come in contact with. Try as you all may, and some of you have tried already, I just want to be left alone to my own devices. Let me live my life without pursuing someone to share it with. It's just too much stress and too much heartache for me to handle at the moment. I don't care how perfect he is or how much interest he shows. The pain I saw today isn't worth my own happiness. I've put it on hold this long, I can postpone it indefinitely. For those of you who know exactly what it is that ales my heart and have heard me time and time again that I want it left alone, I mean it. It's had enough. Let me live my life that way I choose and in time I'll find a way to bring joy back into it. 

Jan. 10th, 2008

  • 11:56 PM

If I could pick out one word to describe my life this week it's frustration. Frustration with every aspect really... but of course in one more than any of the others simple because of a silly little Hallmark holiday that is coming up. Oh yes... the red, white and pinkness has worked it's way back into the marketing world. It annoys me enough to have a day for those who have significant others to rub it in the faces of those who are living their lives in solitude, but not nearly as much as the fact that there has to be one day of the year where couples set aside a day or evening to do something special for their snoogly dumplings..... gag. If you love someone that much you should do something special for them all the time.... not just one freaking day out of the year. I guess I get so bitter this time of year about the subject because I'm a singleton. Single or not though, I still think the idea of this day is pretty ridiculous.

Dec. 5th, 2007

  • 11:40 PM

Why are relationships so fucking complicated?!?!!? Correction... why are boys so stupid and so fucking complicated!?!!?
That's all I have to say for now about it cause it hurts my head to even try to think about how to put all of this down into a simple word and sentence structure. Blah.... God is getting a kick out of all of us single individuals out there that are just running around like headless, heartless, loveless, individuals trying desperately to find that one someone to call their match. Boooooo

 So I was reading an article just now while on my lunch break at work and I felt the need to mention it in my post today. The article was reporting on how the Halloween costumes for girls have become racier. It never really occured to me but now that I actually think back to my last visit to Patry City and Halloween costume websites online, young girls costumes have become sluttier. I don't  mean teeny boppers that are trying to idolize pop culture, but I mean 6 and 7 year olds. There are cosutmes out there that are revealing midriffs, shorts skirts with fishnets and corsets. What kind of image are we trying to send our kids with these raunchy outfits? An even better question, what kind of parent would pay such an outrageous amount of money for a costume that is barely going to cover their child up? I mean honestly people! There are many dangers out in the world for our children and we want to throw our kids into it strutting their stuff before they are even fully developed? It's healthy for a child to gain confidence in their self image, but doing it to this sort of extent, for lack of a better explanation, fuck them up. They will later on develop a eatting disorder, depression or what have you cause they will be so wrapped up in their self image. We don't need to be doing that to our kids. Racy, slutty, risque outfits should be reserved for adults and not premitted for kids that are not even 10 years old. That's just asking for trouble.

Yay for my new scooter!

  • Oct. 16th, 2007 at 8:53 PM

Yay! You ladies (and gents I suppose) are now friends with someone who is a proud owner of a new scooter! Wohoo! That is just one more step closer to getting a motorcycle and a motorcycle license. I've gotten so used to the damn thing riding around... pretty much everywhere. Seeing as it hasn't rained here in months it seems like I don't really have to worry about getting caught in the rain. As for when it starts getting bitterly cold or when there is inclement weather... I will take the car. Oh Clifford, what splendiferous times we have had in years past. We still do for the most part and hopefully there will be many more in the times that we get to travel longer distances. The scooter is awesome. It fits my personality, unlike the pink one that my dad first picked out (jokingly thank goodness).  It sort of resembles a dirt bike meeting the roll cage of a go cart. Yay for riding around a much more gas efficient vehicle around the great town of Chapel Thrill. Keep your eyes peeled when you're in the area. You never know when I'll be peddling along the streets right alongside you. :::caughcaughcaughANNAcaughcaughcaugh::: You totally ignored me today when I was right next to you AND even honked my horn. Anyhoots.... off to the land of sleep so that I can ride into work in the morning!

Greetings from the coffee whore...

  • Sep. 30th, 2007 at 1:25 PM

First and foremost.... I would just like to say THANK GOD I FOUND A FUCKING JOB!!!!!
Yes... that's right. I found a job. I know most of you folks like coffee, tea or both so this should be good news to all of your ears. I am working full time in the coffee and tea department in A Southern Season. It's pretty much amazing. I love it there! The people are soooo much fun to work with and they are really nice! I feel so much at home working there. The discounts and perks of the jobs are great! I couldn't have asked for anything better. Oh yeah... free coffee and tea whenever you're working. So in other words... I'm always wired while I'm working. Haha. So if you are ever in the area then swing by the store. I'll be there for the most part. If you like anything from the store, especially the coffee and tea department, let me know. I'm trying to figure out Christmas presents for everyone! I miss you Woodspeople like crazy and I really hope that I at least get to see most of you gals during the holidays. Farewell for the time being. It's back to whatever it was that I was doing before I got distracted, yet again, by the wonders of internet. Laters!

Smart cars and other greenish things

  • Sep. 23rd, 2007 at 9:44 PM

Smart cars. What on earth is a Smart car? Well, thanks to Sumiko I know more than I need to know about them. The recent obsession with this unique two passenger vehicle caught her attention and she has been planning on getting one ever since last year. Unfortunately, this car was only available in Europe and other countries. We saw our first one on the streets in Japan. Actually, we found it parked in the parking lot at the local store. It was like love at first sight. This tiny car literally looks like a tiny compact car that we see commonly populating our roadways chopped in half. It is that small. My initial thoughts about the car were, "My God if you got hit by someone you would die and you can't possibly get anything in there other than yourself and another passenger". My first concern was quickly relieved after my sister showed me the website for the car and a safety test. The specially made frame for the car holds it shape even in a 60+ mph head on collision with a SVU. There are both front and side airbag units to help protect the driver and passenger in case of a collision. I was pretty convinced with the safety rating, especially compared to the mini cooper. Today, I was lucky enough to have test drove these wonderful eco friendly cars. Sumiko had heard that there were conventions where they would be introducing the cars in the US. Naturally, we went to the convention to check it out. Not only was my sister convinced that she was going to get one, but I seriously might consider purchasing one myself. It's incredibly roomy for it's size and there is plenty of room in the trunk space to put your groceries or what have you. The handling is nice and smooth and it's comfortable. Great features and gas mileage is excellent.  Probably not the greatest vehicle for the avid road tripper for space reasons, but for getting from point A to point B it's a pretty nice car. Starts out at a good price too. 80% of the body is recyclable and the paint coat on the car is done by a special process where it does not omit harmful fumes. So there you have it. Check out the car on the website if you get the chance and check out this car. And if you get the chance to test drive it, do! It's worth your time!

The "Devil's" laughter

  • Sep. 4th, 2007 at 11:49 PM

Three years to the day today that I received a phone call from mom. A call that I can still hear echoing in my head and especially clear on this one day. Today marks three years since Katie passed away and I still feel as though it was just the other week. The pain and grief that originally consumed me when I received the news has waned over the years, however, it's forever etched within the soul. It seemed so surreal at the time. I heard what my mother was communicating over the phone, but it seemed to take eternity for me to process the news. I will never forget the looks on the faces of those who I delivered the news in person. When I called to pass on the news to the rest of the circle of friends it almost sounded like I was a recording. It was only till I got home into the comfort of my own room did I comprehend what was happening and finally cracked. I was looking back in a journal that I had kept throughout my high school and college years and flipped back to the pages where I thought I had written a passage or two about what had happened. And to my surprise, there was not a word... not a single mentioning of it. As though I wanted to completely block and deny it all from ever happening. Today I kept myself out of the house as much as possible so that I wouldn't get caught up in a dark place all day. The bright, sunny day was just Katie's reminder to me that she's in a better place. A place where she can look down at us. Laugh at us when we are crying (especially about her) to remind us that in order to live our own lives we have to spend it not with shedding tears. Smile at us when she knows  that is all we need to make the day brighter. I'll never forget the day of her service. It started out to be a cloudy day, the clouds threatening rain. And right about the time that all her friends and family had stood up to pay their respects, the sun shone through the break in the clouds. I knew then that she didn't want us to mourn her sudden passing. She wanted us to celebrate the life that she lived even though it had been cut so short. Rest in peace Katie. Your family and friends.... especially your sisters miss you terribly, but we knew in our hearts that there will be a day that we will see you again.

Unemployment... boo

  • Aug. 23rd, 2007 at 9:55 AM

Perhaps it's just me... but it seems like finding employment in the Thrill is much harder than expected. I have sent out several applications and resumes but the damn fish just won't bite. It really doesn't help that I don't really want to do anything in social work anymore. Even if I did that only places hiring for social workers are within the UNC health care systems and most of them are looking for those who can speak Spanish. The one language I never really studied in all my years of school, and elementary doesn't count. When you're taking Spanish in elementary school, you are being taught the same vocabulary the entire k-6 years. I know how to ask the time, how to count to 20, and some random bits of vocab. Maybe during my employment dry spell I'll go take some classes at the Tech school. For starters.... Spanish. If this keeps up I might just have to buckle down on writing my novel. Bah.... being an adult sucks...

I miss the mountains

  • Aug. 6th, 2007 at 10:12 PM

Today was by far the hottest day of the summer. At least that is what it felt like. Hot, hazy and humid. It's days like today when I miss the mountains the most. The cool evening breezes and the mountain air. It's not nearly as humid back in the mountains. This is the first summer back in Chapel Hill since I finished school up at ASU. The past two summers have been spent in the mountains and they were the best times of my life. There is just so much to do with the parkway nearby. So many places to hike and explore. I miss the rushing water of the waterfalls that I used to rock hop around. Today it hit me hard just how much I missed all of it. I guess it's the part of me that feels like my youth is slowly slipping away. Where did it all go? I glanced back at the poster sized picture frame I have clad with pictures from my years in college and longed to have those days back. Coming back to CH made me really miss the Woodspeeps the most. I missed you all being away from home... but coming back here made me miss you all even more. Now that we are all grown up and really going our separate ways, I terribly miss the days we used to just goof off and be silly. Just being around the girls feels like a jump back into time... or perhaps stopping time altogether. It's funny I say this, I feel the most homesick being right here in town than I ever felt being away at school. And on top of that, I miss the second home that I came to love and adore in the last 5 years.

Curse the flood!

  • Aug. 5th, 2007 at 12:36 AM

    Fuck it all! So, those of you who have been keeping up with me know that I am currently working on some major renovations for the house that my friend, Erin, and I will be living in. Mom and I have got majority of the house under wraps with the exception of the bathroom and the workroom. First of all, that damn bathroom is too freaking small to have two people move around let alone work in there at the same time. Secondly, since it's been soooo hot these past couple of days it's been virtually impossible to work due to the heat. Thirdly, out of all the rooms in the house, this one is by far in the worst shape. Yesterday, I was really feeling like we were getting somewhere. We had reinstalled the new ceiling and majority of the wall panels. We just had one more wall panel to go right behind the sink. I have never in my life seen a bathroom's measurements so off kilter and crocked in my life. I figured that at the pace that mom and I were going, we could start tiling the bathtub at least today. WRONG!
    I'm hammering in the final nail to secure the wall unit and what happens? I notice that there is water leaking out from behind the wall. Naturally, like and idiot of me I hit a fucking pipe. So not only did I bust a pipe, I had to rip out the entire new wall that I had just put up to get to the pipes. Not only was there a nice little puncture hole in the pipe where I drove the final nail, but there was another section within in the plumbing that seemed to have broken off completely. Thank goodness dad could do plumbing work cause we would have been up shit creek otherwise. There was water everywhere in the bathroom. I was soaking wet and pissed as hell that I just set us back a couple of days. Grrrrrrrrr.
    Today was mainly catch up day and fix what damage was done the day before. It could have been much worse. Or at least that's what dad told me. Had I not driven the hole in the pipe we wouldn't have caught the other weak link in the pipes till after we had completely finished. I suppose he's right. I still feel like a git though. Argh.

Life after Harry...

  • Jul. 31st, 2007 at 11:44 PM

All right. I have waited a reasonable amount of time before dishing out my opinions on the 7th and final book of the Harry Potter series. If you have not read or finished reading this book then please refrain from reading the rest of this entry. I would hate to give anything away and spoil the ending for you. It's a pet peeve of mine when people ruin endings for me.



    I will first have to start out by saying, congratulations J.K., the mastermind behind the series, for delivering just what all your noble fans were itching for. There were so many plot lines and lose ends about certain characters that needed some closure. Rowling did a fantabulous job of concluding the story. The way she finished off the Dark Lord Voldemort was just how I would have imagined it. I was a little concerned that she would have to kill off Harry to ensure that no one tried to carry on the story beyond what she would have intended. As I was getting closer to the end of the book it dawned on me that Harry couldn't die cause of a little detail that was mentioned in the 4th book, The Goblet of Fire. When we reached the 6th book, The Half Blood Prince, the introduction of the Horcruxes began to thicken the plot. If Voldemort split his soul however many times to ensure his existence, then technically and inadvertently a little bit of Harry's life was running through Voldemort's veins. It's amazing how Rowling had the story completely mapped out from the beginning. She knew exactly what was going to happen to Harry before she even actually started writing the series.
    J.K. killed sooooo many people! I mean... I was sort of expecting that Mad Eye would bite it simply cause he was getting old and he was a veteran in the Auror work. I also took into accordance of what happened in the 4th book when he was trapped in his own trunk for the entire Hogwarts school year. His death was coming. Hedwig's death was incredibly sad seeing as she was Harry's birthday present from Hagrid right before he headed off to Hogwarts for his first year. Dobby's death was stung cause we knew how devoted he was to Harry. There was nothing worse than the death of Fred Weasley though. I stopped reading and cried. Him and George were one of my favorite characters in the books. There was nothing sadder than reading that one of the twins had died in the Battle at Hogwarts. I was also sad for Lupin and Tonks that perished in the battle since they just had a child together. However, it was reassuring to know that their son would have someone to watch over him over the years to come.
    I was so impressed on how J.K. incorporated a lot of the information and hinted at certain things throughout the entire series. For example the whole Horcrux idea in the 2nd book, The Chamber of Secrets. The incredible characteristics of the Invisibility Cloak that Harry had inherited from his father in the 1st book, The Philosopher's Stone, were that of one of the 3 "Deathly Hallows". I can't wait to find the time to reread the entire Harry Potter series from start to finish and just see how all the facts came together.