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who says the Easter bunny is a Rabbit?

April6

A reminder that Haley Anne is twelve.

Adding that she acts like someone older would be both trite and inaccurate. We are fairly certain she is my daughter because she is, generally speaking, immature – or, at best, representative of her actaul age (not that I represent my age particularly well).

Good.

In any event, I caught her off guard a few days ago with the Easter Bunny. To my credit as an ever-evolving parent, I did manage to wait until none of her friends (a lofty and opinionated lot to be sure) were about.

I asked her outright if he was excited about the Easter Bunny this year (she was not last year – at first), and if she needed a new basket for egg gathering. And, would she require a new hat.

Haley Anne looked at me with a mix of skepticism, and perhaps, concern. And, then said with level tones:

The Easter Bunny isn’t real Daddy. And, I don’t need a basket. …what about shoes?

Ha! An opening. First of all, if she found a new basket (with a pretty bow on it) sitting on the kitchen table Easter morning, she most certainly would use it. I would ground her if she didn’t. And, I had her attention; she was looking me in the eye (I am always taken by surprise at just how beautiful she really is with those large and expressive almond-shaped brown eyes).

Easter egg hunts aren’t for little kids drenched with anxiety because of older kids with longer legs and much better developed senses of deviousness and greed. Easter egg hunts are for Mom’s and Daddy’s (and Grandparents, I suppose). But, I naturally digress, and otherwise, intend to approach, and then make an entirely different point.

All I said to Haley Anne was:

You have never, not once, heard me say that the Easter Bunny is a rabbit. That morning represents magic (all evangelical Christians can back-off right now, and just take this in good spirit), and reminders that magic and wonder are always available to those with open-minds and open-hearts. The night before is about uncertain excitement and an opportunity to be grateful for the opportunity to simply feel love that comes from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Easter morning is time to reflect that someone, be it a Daddy, or a Saviour, will always love you more than themselves.

Before I could continue, Haley Anne strode over and gave me a hug. She knows how to shut me up. There is little doubt she is torn between thinking I am a lunatic – and, possibly, correct. But, it was a really good hug because she was not in a hurry to let go.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

dads and Daughters: example

January29

The following is a note from Drew Tilghman.  He puts together a Blog titled The Sojournaler.

This was in response to my Blog Post The Dark Monkey.

“…thanks for posting so transparently about your daughter, Haley Anne. I have two daughters, nine and seven years old. Just before your blog was posted, I opened up gmail accounts for both of my daughters. I did so because my older daughter has a friend in her school who has one, and my daughter wanted to be able to write emails back and forth with her. I thought it harmless enough and of course I had to do for my younger daughter what I was doing for my older daughter. I told them both that they could only email when I am with them and that they had to pass all “friends” by me. 

We spent the rest of that day, laying on my bed next to one another, emailing and chatting with one another. For the moment, it was a little bit of heaven. The three of us communicating in written words what we could have merely said to one another’s face. I had this deep unrest, though. I knew that they were not ready for the email accounts. So I told myself, and my girls, that there would be strict constraints here. I knew, deep down, that they were not ready.

Then I read your blog. Again, thanks for your transparency. The reality of this culture is a forceful one. Our daughters’ innocence and modesty are at stake. I have revoked my girls’ accounts, and amazingly they understand. It is good to have other fathers who are open and honest about their love for their children. We love so imperfectly, but we love. I hope and pray that our daughters will see that and trust that love. It is this love, ultimately, that will guide our daughters into a full maturity that we have so desperately prayed they will discover.” – Drew Tilghman

After a brief exchange, he followed up with:

“p.s. thanks for having the balls to say some of the things you say.”

Then, he hauls-off and challenges me to go one step further and talk/reveal/discuss/ example my thoughts and feelings.

…Dude.

Fine.

So…

I have been thinking about Drew’s response – and, the terrific feedback I get from so many others that follow my Blog; and, the things I do with my life.

I may well have the coolest job in the world.  I hang out all day telling men how to make better decisions in their lives.

I have this nagging suspicion that it’s all luck.  All the time.

And, for the record, I wait for something awful to happen.

Ever vigilant.

In any event, those that care about this Blog (approaching 30 visitors a day); listen to me speak; and, call me friend – understand that I am a Contrarian (not just from an investment point-of-view); a Jeffersonian /1; a Heterodox;  and, (possibly) annoyingly tortured and transparent.

I spend a lot of time on my Figgerin’ Spot sorting all of this out and (trying) making sense of my role and place in this world (often running and cycling endless miles). Remember, I am the guy that is distressed by evolving rules of grammar AND the global economy AND 2012 (and, my roll as a soccer coach for my Fusion Shockers!).

NOTE: I feel (okay… I am convinced) like this constant state of evaluation is critical in being an (successful) earthly father.

If you ask my own Haley Anne and Emma Jo what their Daddy does, they will likely say:

“Daddy helps people.”

ANTHER NOTE:  It works; I just tested it on Emma Jo to make sure (there were witnesses).

How cool is that (*how cliche is that*)?

I think the key here is transparency.

Haley Anne and Emma Jo have observed men approach me and thank me for helping; advising; and, being in their lives.

They also understand we live with abundance (and, being permitted to be grateful comes with a cost).

However, I also let them know that I struggle with the blackness in the hearts of men; my own penchant to work and train an enormous amount of hours; and, constant self evaluation.

My primary mission in life is to REFLECT and REPRESENT /2.

It’s never easy for me; I will never be good enough.

I don’t want this to be just about Faith.  Because God knows I struggle with that.

I am not perfect.  I certainly want to be.  I want to be ideally imperfect for them so they can watch me fight the good fight and learn to be true.  To be good citizens – and, objective.  

I try hard every hour of every day. 

They can stumble, and I am right there to right them with love and compassion – and, example.  

They see the trial and triumph etched in my face and my heart.  Some times my tears.

The point I want to make is that I believe my daughters observe my struggle; see the result; and understand that character is tested and forged every day.

God gave me daughters because he trusts me (or, perhaps not).  So, their role (today) is to remind me daily that I must earn their trust and faith.

By the way, God has a great sense of humor… In light of how I lived much of my life prior to being married, it’s a knee slapper he gave me daughters.

Maybe it’s a stretch in terms of relevancy – however, let’s thrown down “Redemption Song” by Bob Marley.

But, certainly “Open My Eyes” by Buckcherry (be open-minded about this song).  Here is the acoustic version. But, go download it on iTunes.

daddys girlAnd, for balance go read Daddy’s Girl /3 by Garrison Keillor to your daughter – no matter her age.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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1/ There are many parallels with Ayn Rand’s Objectivism.

2/ See “Image”.

3/ I swear, this is my 4th favorite book.

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