Which meant we finished off the whole Chronicles of Narnia series. And I hope I will always remember sitting in her room with her, tears streaming down my cheeks, because that last book is emotional I tell you!
Lucy and I had waded through sorrow in the description of “the end” a couple nights before, and that night we had tears because the new “beginning” was, to me, almost breathtakingly beautiful. I don’t want to give anything away so I won’t say more than that, but I will say C.S. Lewis has such a beautiful grasp on what I think life is all about.
Setting aside the emotion elicited by the book itself, I think I was even more weepy because it was not only the end of a grand series that made us “feel” so much, it was also the end of a beautiful venue that almost felt like it was uniquely suited for us to talk and discuss. I have so loved reading that series snuggling up with that girl of mine. It’s been such a bonding and spiritual thing for us.
Oh, we’ll try to find another series of course, but I know we’ll never find one as good. And with the end of that series I think part of the “magic” of innocent youth with Lucy is ending along with it. It’s like I’m grasping at straws with all my kids trying to hold onto them, and an extra thick and beautiful one just slipped from my fingers.
Those smiles up there were after I had calmed down, and we had discussed all the parts and pieces that ended that book, how they related to life and the gospel we practice (Lucy brought up all those parts…she seems to understand all those analogies in such a beautiful way, with angles and details I don’t think of).
If anyone has any suggestions as to a new series we can start on, please send ideas our way. And if anyone has not read the Chronicles of Narnia, please do. You won’t regret it.
Thank you for leaving us so much to think about, C.S. Lewis.