
About eighteen months ago, our family started listening to the Harry Potter series on in the car. And loved every second of it! It took us a while to finish all seven books because we only listened when we were all together (well, at least a majority of us--Jacob is seldom with us on the way to and from church, which is when we did a majority of our listening). But on our way home from our Maine vacation we finished it and all felt a little (okay, a lot) sad that it was over.
Today I was thinking about how much we enjoyed listening to these books (Jim Dale is, without question, the greatest reader of audio books) and thinking about how the book ended and I realized something.
*Spoiler alert*
I love how the books end. Of course I love how Harry Potter defeats Lord Voldemort. I got teary reading that part the first time and got teary listening to it again. But the part that made me even more emotional? To the point I had to turn toward the window so that everyone in the car didn't wonder why I was such a mess?
The part where Molly Weasley takes on Bellatrix Lestrange. The part where she pushes her daughter and her friends out of the way and tells Bellatrix in no uncertain words to leave her daughter alone. And then, in defense of her child, takes out evil personified.
Yeah, that part.
I'm a mother.
And there's nothing in this world I would rather be.