A Portion of my PMA Advertisement

I wouldn't have met Fay had I not gone to the PMA. I remember clearly as I sat there in one of our drawn-out home meetings--as a soul who thought he'd be changing diapers, washing laundry, and pushing strollers till his hair turned gray--I wondered if I should, for once, deny my conventional reasoning and grab this opportunity of the PMA to fulfill my dreams.There was a petition for volunteers. I viewed the silence and thought that surely a hand amidst the crowd would be drawn up from one of its warm pockets, but to my surprise not a single arm was raised. So I bravely confronted the giant of unorthodox behaviour and challenged the occasion.That was the day my life changed from stay-at-home daddy to Home Manager, schedule maker, witnesser, fundraiser, and... "PMA student." That decision of changing my whole life in every aspect of the word, taking the PMA, has made me a very happy man. Because of the PMA I attended the graduation ceremony, through which I met the most extraordinary of woman.

Gut feeling

The gut feeling is a feeling that one feels really deep inside concerning something, and is usually right about what they feel. It's not that they spend a large amount of time thinking or analyzing; in fact, it's just the opposite--they don't. Rather, it's usually a feeling that is felt in a moment of time.
I don't know whether our future together will pan out or not. There are thousands of thinkable paths that we could take. But I have a gut feeling that whatever we end up going through together or whether we stay together at all, our being together right now is right, and that there is no where better that we could be then right here with each other.
I believe that that's how life is. You can only pull the strings to the air balloon of your life and future to a certain point while staying on the ground. But there comes a time that the weights are taken off and your balloon becomes airborne, and you need to learn to put your trust in the wind.
Even if you end up somewhere completely unplanned or unhoped for, you need to trust the wind--trust that there is a greater power behind that wind. Trust that no matter what happens, the important thing is that you're on the balloon and going places and learning things, rather than staying tied up on weights back at home.

The passion of love

There are times that, yes, I wonder whether we'll actually work or not; times that the thought of separation crosses my mind. But when it does I remember that I entered this relationship knowing that those times will come. I remember that in little ways as each day passes I've been committing a little more of myself to you, and that right now my commitment is stronger than it was yesterday.
I don't understand love, but I have long given up on trying to understand it. Instead of thinking so much about whether I love you or not, I've been thinking about how much I need you. And baby, whether this is love or not I don't know, but I need you and my heart tells me that I love you.
For most if not all people, it's been said, that the passion of love dies at one point anyway. What is important then is friendship and the need of the other person's strengths. You are strong where I am weak, and weak where I am strong.