Simon’s 16 years-old.
My first-born, when he was first born, lay there on the heating-table as the nurse looked to me, saying “He’s yours – you can touch him.” I recently introduced him to the (somewhat painful) world of job applications, though it feels as he was only born a few years ago.
Simon has the power.
Hannah’s 15, and Hell on Wheels. Hell. On. Wheels. A strong young woman who desires popularity, while understanding the power of true friendship. She’s gonna dazzle the world with her persona, a trait she gets – oddly enough – from me.
Hannah has the power.
Ian’s 13. “Last but not least” never had a truer ring, and to me, he’s a Heart Of Gold on two legs – two very short legs. He keeps us four in check, making damned sure that I’m always on top of my game.
Ian has the power.
I named them with the following criteria – each should have names rooted in biblical history (“Ian” being Gaelic for “John”), and none should have names that could be altered in common conversation.
All three bless my Life.
All three lift me.
All three have the power.
And all three,
Will someday use it.
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Three (3) notes concerning this post:
1) This week’s 100 Word Song prompt was chosen by Linda Roy (who has the bestest business cards ever!) – “People Have Power” by Patti Smith.
2) Losing all punk rock cred, I never actually was that much of a Patti Smith fan. I mean, I caught “Because The Night,” and thought to m’self, “Well, that was rather nice,” before moving on. Hey, it happens. Truth be told, I wasn’t all that sold on Iggy Pop either.
3) There are three people in my life who continually inspire me, unconditionally love me, and make me a better man by their mere presence. They are currently walking with me through the hardest challenge of my adult life thus far, and I felt it was once again time to give them their due respect. Even IF I blew the 100 word limitation by a straight 100% in the process. Being their dad is never a pain, and always a pleasure.
3.5) Well. I suppose we can all safely assume that that last bit is a *touch* over-the-top, unadulterated and biased b.s., right…?
Love your descriptions! They sound like great kids.
They are Kate, they really are, and I am blessed to have them in my life (even on the “would ya PLEASE clean up your room!” days… =))
I’m not much of a Patti Smith fan either, but you told an incredible story with this song and your children.
You’ve helped to bring incredible people into the world.
Go you.
Thanks Kir, and their incredible is much more about them than me – I just made sure that as many doors as possible were opened for them, in order for them to explore and to share their incredible =)
And last but certainly not least there is Troy. Devoted father, who sails in and out of deep water without a life jacket or a map and always makes it back to the ship. Captain of treacherous and calm waters, he watches as they learn to live.
You go m’Friend!
Thank you dear. Truly, you touched me today (still smilin’…!) =)
As I enjoyed meeting your children, it never dawned on me this was for the 100 word song challenge. All the better. It seems they get their power from you. Very nice t.
Thanks Kat =) The power is of their own making – from me they (hopefully) get the launch pad they need to leap to where they desire.
It’s never unadulterated and biased B.S. when it comes to our kids. A touching post, which surprised me starting for a prompt.
I’m chock full o’ surprises, Tess – thank you =)
Patti is an inspiration still… a rocking feminist.
I’m definitely going to have to give her another shot, I can tell you that Nelle!
All three have the power. And one day they will return it to their great dad. =]
They do everyday m’dear – well almost every day. Sometimes they’re just complete buggers =)
Well, enjoy them, even their buggerness =)))
Wow, such a great post!
Thank you dear =) Did you see what I did with the army men picture? MAD Photoshop Skillz, right…?
love this. just love it.
also, not a Patti Smith fan? have you no heart?
*wink*
Love that you love it Marian, from your heartless friend =)
man. that’s rough. love anyway!
You know I luvums you =]
Reminds me of a recent phone conversation my brother. They really do have the power. We teach it to them. Great post!
I think the best part for me, is that they then teach it back in return =)
Yes, they do. In oh so many ways.
What a sweet and unadulterated tribute your kids :) It seems that all four of you are very lucky indeed…
It’s not always easy, but it’s always worth it. Of the whole wide world, they’re the only three who have never given up on me, and I will never give up on them.
I loved the fun in this. As a mum of teenagers I know their power, lol
Power makes them whole, a father’s (or in your case, mother’s) love makes them accountable for the success they’ll garner as a result of the first.
I too chose my children’s names to be names that could not be altered, or nicknamed. Their names are their names. I hated my “real” name and always was just Debbie. My anger and embarrassment would flash like gun powder when someone dared call me Debra. I didn’t want that for my kids.
Having had my little rant, I will say, our children most certainly have the power. Not always the power they want, but they have a power no other human has and a heart is never the same after we have children and learn of it.
Rant on, sister! That too, is a power (mother’s have it more so than others, me thinks… =))