A disclaimer: I don't have a fantastically wonderfully exciting life. But I do enjoy it, and I think that some of my experiences are worth sharing.
Last night was the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 premiere. I was given Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone as a present when I was around 7 years old, and it has been a truly fundamental part of my life since then. I grew up with it. My dad read me each book out loud; even the 7th book, which came out when I was 15. All of my best friends have always loved the book as much as I do, and it made me really happy that I could share the experience of the last movie with them.
The movie was both wonderful and incredibly sad. It affected me more strongly than any other movie I have ever seen has, mostly because I invested my entire childhood in the story, and I watched it all end, beautifully, epically, on the big screen. I couldn't have asked for a better ending.
