(Largo here for a sec, today’s rant is being taken over by my girlfriend, so without further ado, I present – a Ruby rant.)
Earlier this year my life changed.
A man whom I never fully knew and loved at the same time, the man who helped me financially through college, and said that next time he would see me it would be at my wedding, died. My grandfather loved Arizona, and the Diamondbacks on Sunday, November 4th made one of his wishes come true, even if he missed seeing it by four months, almost to the day.
It was a time of pain to me, a man that I saw invincible had been taken by illness and I was awestruck. I needed a way to cope and as the reality sunk in, I needed something to make me just for a moment see reality in a different way or not at all.
So thus, Harry Potter.
The commercials for the movie had just started really heavy. I had never read the books, and the commercials were just enough to give me a glance..of something I then lacked. So I bought the first one, lucky for me it had just gone to paper back and wasn't twenty dollars.
Harry Potter, the tortured kid who lives under the stairs who gets to see a new life for the first time in a land of mystery of magic. This place of imagination was a breath of fresh air in otherwise painful time for me. To smile as I saw in my head the world of Hogwarts open up to me, was a delight, and a break from all the pain and all the reality around me. In the first week I read all four of them, each in a day. Watching Harry potter fight in magic duels, fight off the bad guys, and deal with sadness in his own way as well, even if it was only in my head, gave me a place to go to take comfort.
Do you remember when we were kids? I used to dream of being an astronaut and flying in space. or being a great mind that would give lectures, or being that award winning actress, or even being a wizard in some castle and having magic and magic spells. I knew in my mind that this eight year old was never going to see a dragon, but I didn’t care...
Harry Potter brought that back to me, reminded me that we need to have fun, sometimes we need to stop trying to be adults...and just, daydream a bit. So after closing that book every day, I would shut my eyes and let my mind take me to Hogwarts..where magic does exist...where life was different and new.
Some find this escapism unhealthy..unnatural. I call it ..a release. And something I desperately needed
Now, after the attacks of September 11, we all stand vulnerable. Our imaginations stolen and replaced with words like "Terrorist and Anthrax," leaving us to wonder if we even have fantasies anymore. Our dreams have been replaced with nightmares, our souls marred from the vivid images the media "graced" us with that fateful day and every day after.
Its time we all had that release. Find a book or a place of your own, where you can let your mind free. We all need to let the world go, if even just for a hour or two. And you can guarantee that I will be in line for Harry Potter on Nov. 16.