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.