67. This fist has got pow-pow-POWer! week 13

            When I think of power and control I think of my son Garrett and I’m sure this is true with any parent regarding their children. It all starts when they’re a baby and they control you with their cries and there constant needs. For a better term you are at there beacon call and have to bend to there ever need.   

            Then they get a little older and you constantly worry about there safety, are they going to eat something poisonous or fall and need stitches. You have to make sure they are eating a balanced diet and getting enough sleep. You say no and mean no and then you see those big beautiful eyes that say pretty pretty please. Sometime without even knowing its happening you change your mind. 

            Then one day you look at them and they are ten and they control what you eat, how much you sleep and what your weekends are filled with. You worry about them getting good grades in school and if they have healthy relationships with their friends. You want to make sure they don’t get bullied at school but you also have to make sure they aren’t a bully either. After your child is born you unknowing hand your control and power over. You love them without question and your love is endless.