Eleven Power

To end 2025 and begin 2026, like millions of other humans, I was binge watching Eleven, a super human, save the town of Hawkins, Indiana. Alas, Stranger Things came to a triumphant close. I apologize if I just spoiled the series for you. Blog reading comes with inherent dangers. 

A week and a half after I finished Stranger Things, my oldest daughter turned 11. While I do not think she can read minds or stick out her arms and launch enemies into the stratosphere, she is my super hero. She was born on a Saturday, the only Saturday I was scheduled to work that January, and immediately brought love into my life and secured my day off. Ever since, we have climbed together. And, unbelievably, she is now climbing pre-teen mountain. My climb is up the mountain for 40+ year old parents. It is full of glory and grandeur. I am just hoping my hair line peak stays strong as I reach this decade's mountain peak. 

Climb and pray. Climb and pray. 

While she never watched Stranger Things, my eldest child absolutely grew up along side Eleven, Will, Dustin, Mike, and all the other characters. When the show was released in the summer of 2016, she was stumbling and bumbling all over our house. I was trying to squeeze in science fiction episodes after she fell asleep; that sleep was sometimes graceful, sometimes strange, always eventful. 

As a child of the 80s, the nostalgia of Stranger Things was striking. My daughter grew. Characters developed. We added the much anticipated Daughter #2 in 2017. Seven months later, the Netflix thud could be heard for Season 2. And as each season went deeper and got nuttier, the kids were growing up - both on screen and in our home. My youngest daughter grew fond of anything that fell under the creepy category. Thus, Stranger Things was her hopeful haunt. With enough will power she thought she could break Dad down. If she tried hard enough, her will power could become Stranger Things' Will power. Sure enough, with less than an hour to go in 2025, she was sitting beside me in the Upside Down. I had to explain nine years of plot to an eight year old as we closed in on midnight. Now, that is the true Upside Down in this life. 

Her wiser sister had no desire for any of this nonsense, gravitating our youngest toward less creepy pastures. She holds the moral compass in their sisterly existence, and for that, I am grateful. We are counting on her to lead her younger sister up preteen mountain. 

Climb and pray. Climb and pray. 

And then there is Cambria County Box 11, another superhero of sorts with that number. This volunteer organization in our community supports 1st responders when they are called into action. My family got to learn about this dedicated group after a Crossfit workout on my daughter's 11th birthday. As a wordsmith, I was delighted by the numeric symmetry of the moment. If only Eleven was doing burpees with us at Bold Athletics that morning to really bring it all together. I imagined burpees being so much more fun when you have super human strength and preposterous pain tolerance. I have neither yet I do have something called "Dad Strength" which is my badge of honor and hope... 

"Take that, Eleven. Go ahead and save the world. I am picking myself up off this mat, sweating bullets" (internal talking to myself doing burpees).

In conclusion, I am thankful. For a daughter who has reached 11, another daughter on that mountainous trail, and to Box 11 for helping our community's 1st responders when they need it the most. When your world feels upside down this year, just take a step back or step up. No matter your age or what adversity is in store, we all have some climbing to do. 

Climb on.