The clock, ticking. This is what the female biological imperative to reproduce is described as when it is manifest in the consciousness of the being. The desire to produce offspring.
Men get that too.
Approaching the 3o year mark, seeing it rise up ahead of me, I’m reminded of the time left to me. Also seeing the children of my friends. Their youthfulness, their joys and sorrows. Holding, really holding a baby (Thanks Clair for being such a good kid)… tick tick.
I’ve been told by others that know me well that I would make a great father. This used to frighten me because I did not believe it myself. Now this is more of an encouragement.
There are many ways to become a father. But I would want to do the parenting with a partner, my partner and wife. This person whom I may not know yet, but who is somehow the most important person in my life.
Keep your eye out for me, and I will look for you.