Maybe the only thing I ever truly wanted in life was to have children. From the time I was a child myself, I dreamed of becoming and being a father.

It’s kind of funny. Because other people have babies they don’t want.

My children have come into my life by choice and determination, which grew quickly into love.

I’m 60, and I still think I have time. I still have room. I have room in my house. I have room in my heart.

Is there another child who has room for me?

Because we can meet at an entrance ramp on life’s highway with our individual histories, and lots to talk about. We can discover how similar we are and grow together from our differences.