Over the last couple of days, I have read the last dozen or so chapters of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Again I struggled at times to read, not so much when much loved characters died, but when their friends and family were grieving over them. K & M were clearly sad, but not distressed at these times. Also it was quite tricky at one point today, as I had a slight nose bleed at a point when stopping wasn't really an option, so I continued reading whilst pinching my nose for a while!
I say "we're done...sort of" for a couple of reasons. Firstly because we've got The Tales of Beadle the Bard and the final two films still to go and secondly because when I went upstairs to say goodnight this evening, K & M were tucked up in bed together reading. M has started The Philosopher's Stone and K is reading The Chamber of Secrets. K would still really like me to start reading the whole series all over again, but I need a bit of a break even if she doesn't.
I think the conversation we had on the way home from swimming yesterday was probably a Harry Potter prompted one - what happens when we die? My answer was that different people believe different things about what happens when you die, including heaven and hell, reincarnation, nothing. When they asked me what I believe, I told them that I really didn't know, but that I thought heaven was a lovely idea. Both girls liked the idea of being with dead loved ones again, but decided that maybe whatever you believe is what happens to you. So those who believe in reincarnation are reincarnated and so on. I asked what would happen if you didn't know what to believe and they decided that for those people when you die, you go and have a tea party with God and, if I've understood right, decide after you've had a chat!
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