It’s over and done with. As the month of June comes to a close, so does my month long celebration of twenty years since my kidney transplant.
It’s like I’ve reached some invisible, yet important marker: Now what?
Why not a photo of what is wild and free? (Wild Horses) This makes me think of the expression: “Wild horses could not drag me away from you.” Wow. Just Wow is all I have to say.
Well, there is another event that would shape my life going forward, that took place in 1997, though I had no idea of it occurring.
Read ahead for more on the 20th anniversary of magic as I now know it.
Before I continue, I am including this ink here, rather than trying to add two posts to the linkup.
Check it out if you want to see a few more photos. I had trouble posting because of a few of them causing trouble. The program wouldn’t accept them and I missed the TToT deadline for last week.
I thought about making this a entirely HarryPotter20 thankful post, but I have so many more things to be thankful for this week.
I am thankful for summer solstice.
I got to be in the Yukon just before summer was quite official and it opened my eyes to the differences of the latitude I may be at, all in my own country, and how the sun affects us all.
I’m thankful for a most unexpected gift of a writing deadline extension.
I am writing a short story, one I want to hopefully help move forward our ideas of diverse characters and stories.
Then things got away from me in this chaotic month and the deadline for this was coming up fast.
Suddenly, as I was about to give up because my story wasn’t complete in time, I read about an extension the contest decided on.
I now have until the end of the week and the pressure is mounting once again. I know I can meet that challenge, thanks to something I know I won’t always be able to count on magically appearing when I’m feeling I won’t make the deadline set.
I am thankful for Niagara Falls.
I may have included this before, but once again it surprises and delights me.
I got to experience it from a entirely new vantage point, going along it on a zip line.
It constantly takes my breath away.
I’m thankful for my brother who captures everything I now miss, with his love for photos, that makes me want to cry every time I think about it.
Don’t misunderstand. I am grateful for him, but I feel everything I can not see is the beauty he expertly and lovingly captures with his camera.
I do appreciate the attention he put into documenting our zip lining day in pictures. He will work on them, to make them the best they can be in his eyes, and I will write about what June 24th, 2017 meant to me, as soon as I get through a few other pressing deadlines in these next few weeks.
I am thankful for everyone who took the time out to come with me, to help me celebrate.
They overcame any reservations they may have had and they went zipping down that wire with me.
They even put up with a sudden downpour/hailstorm with me on our way back.
I am thankful said weather event decided to make an appearance right after we completed our mission.
We were all separated, into groups from our bigger group of fifteen, kids in strollers included.
Some of us took shelter inside arcades and some were caught out in it. I was under an awning, with my father and brother-in-law and the two kids, and we just barely stayed dry, but were already soaked anyway.
Dark clouds are a part of life. If you’ve never been soaked and caught in a rainstorm, you’ve not experienced the magic of nature in its entirety.
I am thankful for my mother and my niece and nephew’s other grandma for staying down on the ground to watch the kids.
I know they had their hands full, more than one bathroom visit included.
I am thankful for the last twenty years.
In that time: I got my kidney and Harry Potter was written.
What more than that could I want/need?
I am thankful for what Harry Potter has brought into my life.
It all comes down to the magic. I can venture through adulthood without sacrificing my childlike view of the world, the one I wish was and work for.
J.K. Rowling has had amazing success with the books ever since. That must be a difficult load to carry, the pressure that goes along with success like Harry Potter has brought. On the other hand, it has brought her many great things as a result.
I sometimes want to keep Harry Potter to myself and then I want to hear how it has touched other reader’s lives like it has mine.
We can share in it. Magic is ageless and timeless and this story gives me hope and brings me a kind of faith, I suppose as a religion in a way. This may sound strange to those who never did read Harry Potter, but it feels as real as anything, though it stands as the most successful of fictional worlds.
I realize it means considerably less to some and to some nothing at all, only a book, not representing everyone. I am glad books are constantly being written that could bring people the kind of joy this one has brought me.
Thankful to my friend Kerra for directing me
as I explore diversity in my own and other stories.
Now,onto big decisions for my future. There was a discussion about making some changes. I want to share photos here, for my sighted viewers, but recently was having some trouble with that. Also, it was discussed whether me publishing my pictures here makes them property of WP and if I should move all my writing to a site all my own. I am thankful I have a friend who knows what he’s talking about, even a bit, when it comes to all that.
“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
—Albus Dumbledore, “Harry Potter)