What J.K Rowling has Done for Me.

If I ever met J.K Rowling I would probably cry and thank her for all she has done for me.
But what has she done for me you ask?

Well.

I was never interested in Harry Potter, I loved reading but I was convinced that Harry Potter was a "dorky nerd" in my 4th grade language. My mom continued to try to get me to read it then one day i picked up Sorcerer's Stone and I could NOT put it down. After that i immediately picked up Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban, and Goblet of Fire. At this point there was a lull in the books. I saw the movie and highly anticipated the release of the fifth book.

It was around this time that my mom got sick. And it all happened so fast. She went into the hospital for a long time, but then she got out and i thought things would be fine. Order of the Phoenix had released the day before so we went to get it. Unfortunately things took a turn for the worse and she had to go back in. She passed away July 1st and i was left with nothing.

Nothing but Harry Potter. I dove headfirst into Harry's story. It was a journey, an escape from my awful reality. I quickly finished the book and then re-read it immediately after. At a time when I thought my life would end and i had nothing left I was graced with a remarkable story of love, courage, and friendship amongst a world where darkness and hate was beginning to take over. Each year since I have faithfully followed Harry through his journey until the very end, because he was there for me at the lowest point in my life.

Now we come to the beginning of the end. The release of Deathly Hallows Part one in theaters. I OF COURSE have a midnight ticket to the showing and it is sad to see it end but it was an amazing journey to go on.

So thank you J.K Rowling for all you have done to me. Pulling me out of a sorrow that was sure to drown me, that i was sure i would never make it out of.

To Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived.