Harry Potter

Spoiler Alert!

We’ve had a lot of Harry Potter these last couple of weeks – and it was a bit too much for me at times – I just bawled during the last film – so much loss, and the futility of fighting when we could just be getting on with loving each other, building one another up instead.  But – and here’s the spoiler – I’m sooooooooo pleased that I was right to believe in Severus – none of us can be written off as all bad – all of us have the potential for so much good even when we’ve been hurt and we go around acting as tho we're mean. None of us know what the other person is carrying, what they have been through, what their actual intentions are. We might guess, we might doubt them, we might not like what they’re doing – but the only one we know is ourself and we’re the only one we have any say over.

It’s been a really tough week, the 3 of us trying to come to terms with things we have no control over. But one moment I’m really pleased with was a seemingly rare occurrence of decent parenting amongst all the shouting. I posed the question did we think Harry Potter would have been the same person if his parents had not died? A fab discussion ensued, including a great contribution from my daughter about a paralympian who would not have been so except for her alarm clock not going off one morning. We mulled over parallel universes, and how sometimes we might not wish something had happened but that all we might be able to do is make the best from it, and that that best might actually turn out to be something quite good.

Harry had a lot of love for others and was surrounded by love from others - even those he loved who had left him, he still had that love within him. And it triumphed. ‘Nuff said.