At 26, most people talk about career, travel, or freedom. My mind, however, keeps circling back to something older, deeper, and far more permanent the idea of my children. Not just a vague hope, but a vivid vision: three kids, each carrying a piece of my soul, each representing a story that began long before I was born.

I have seen my mother’s eyes. The way they glow not when she’s praised, not when she receives gifts, but when she watches me do something right. That glow is the soul’s applause. It’s not shallow pride. It’s the echo of her sacrifices the nights she stayed awake, the days she put herself last coming back to her in the form of meaning. I want that. Not the applause of strangers, not the temporary rush of achievement, but that deep, grounding glow of seeing my children rise because of what I’ve given them.

Why Children Matter

i often think the children meaning as the antidote to suffering. Life is suffering, he says pain, loss, chaos, betrayal but meaning makes it bearable, even noble. Children are meaning incarnate. They are not hobbies. They are not achievements. They are the very possibility of the future.

When you bring a child into the world, you’re not just creating a person. You’re creating a destiny. You’re planting a tree whose shade you may never sit under. In a world where everything feels fleeting, children are one of the few things that outlast you. They turn your life from a closed loop into an open story.

To raise a child well is to engage in the ultimate moral act. It forces you to become someone worthy of imitation. You cannot teach discipline without being disciplined. You cannot teach kindness without practicing it. You cannot give a child courage unless you’ve faced your own fears. In that sense, children are not only your legacy; they are your mirror.

Why I Want Three

I want three children because one child is a spark, two are a dialogue, but three form a world. They learn not only from their parents but from each other cooperation, rivalry, forgiveness, loyalty. A family of three children is a small civilization where character is forged daily.

This is not a casual wish. I am ready to sacrifice for it. I will work nights, save money, bend my desires, and build a home where they can grow. I want to be the father who doesn’t just provide but also inspires, protects, and models what it means to be human.

The Glow of Responsibility

People today are afraid of responsibility because it feels heavy. And it is heavy. But heavy things also ground you. Children anchor you to reality. They pull you out of self-absorption. They give your pain a purpose.

Responsibility is not the enemy of freedom; it is its foundation. Without responsibility, freedom decays into chaos. With responsibility, freedom becomes strength. Raising children is the most profound responsibility, and therefore the most profound freedom. It is the voluntary acceptance of life’s weight so that your children can stand taller than you ever did.

The Feeling I Crave

I have seen it already, in flashes. My mother’s face when she watches me succeed. That quiet, unspoken glow that says, “All the sleepless nights were worth it.” That is the feeling I want. That is the meaning I crave.

I want to be old one day, sitting on a bench, watching my three kids laugh with their own children. I want to know that my life was a bridge to something better. That my sacrifices were not wasted but transformed into lives filled with courage, love, and purpose.

This is why my children will be everything to me. This is why I want three. This is why I will give everything I have not for myself, but for them.