This old earth has spun 'round the sun 40 times since my founding egg and sperm got cozy with each other, and yet I'm still a solo act: no wife, no family, no tribe. While a life partner and tribe can be left to happen whenever they happen -- if they happen -- I'm at the point where I think I need to either become a daddy, soon, or give up the idea once and for all. Hope floats. Photo: iStockphoto. If I ever did co-create a baby, I would want to revel in being a father, rolling and tumbling …
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John Kurmann is a community activist and writer living near the confluence of the Kansas and Missouri rivers. More of his occasionally overly serious work can be found here.
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