Why is it that re-reading a favorite book is like saying hello to a good friend you haven’t seen in a while?  It’s doesn’t matter how much time has passed, it’s like no time has passed at all.

I recently decided to re-read the Harry Potter series because I may be going to Universal Studios Orlando next year.  The idea of the trip sparked some nostalgia in me.  It made me want to revisit some old friends.

I haven’t picked these books up in at least ten years, being quite content to watch the movie adaptations.  This re-read made me smile at the favorite things I missed that weren’t in the movies, like Hermione trying to free all the Hogwarts house-elves.

I was in my twenties when I picked up my first copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.  I remember feeling baffled at all of these people, these grown folks, loving a children’s book series.

And then I became one of them.

I quickly went out and purchased the next three books in the series.  I was hooked.

And I never looked back.