Harry Potter and angst

The last Harry Potter movie was a great way to spend a couple of hours with my daughter yesterday before she leaves next week to start her first "real" job. In the movie, Harry makes life-and-death decisions for his friends and the wizardry world in which he lives. There's never any doubt as to what he'll do. And true to the previous scripts, though is costs him dearly, Harry eeks out a win in the end.

Harry moves with certainty. Under the toughest conditions he makes the right decisions. I used to be like that. Perhaps age has given me a more shades-of-gray perspective than the black and white of youth. But there are times I long for that simplicity. There is no asking yourself if you made the right decision. There is the decision, its consequences and then you deal with it. When gray is involved, there is doubt, questioning, and worry. Ugh, ugh and more ugh. I'm longing for the days of black and white.