One of the things I started after Michael died was our “Date Nights”.

It usually consists of a movie and a five course dinner with wine pairings throughout it.

It’s amazing. From “Birds” to all three “Lord of the Ring” to “Chocolat” I sit there with an empty set next to me and savor every moment.

But, as I’ve embraced life once more, I’ve found time sailing faster and faster by. So when I saw that there was a Harry Potter Feast for the last part of “The Deathly Hollows” I didn’t blink an eye to buy the ticket.

As the film was winding down and the fourth course was being served a prominent sense of pure perfection and bliss took me over (equating to watery eyes at a very non-watery eye moment).

I sat there and soaked every second of this feeling in, reminding myself that it is always attainable, that it never left me, that there is so much beauty and love in different forms that take over your being to remind you why you’re alive.

I turned to the empty seat next to me and placed my hand on it as the credits started to roll in.

I smiled some more and knew that all was right in the world at that moment. He was there like he always is, never leaving my side, never letting me forget that I not only live for him but for me too.

Lord Voldemort: Why do you live?
Harry Potter: Because I have something worth living for.