(31 votes) (4.74)
April 21th, 2003
There I sat in front of the screen. A completed application, just waiting for me to press the submit button. I’d been staring at it for who knows how long, lost in thought. Adoption would mean such massive change, after all. And change is kind of scary – especially for someone who’d been living alone. I’d become rather comfortable with my routine life, even if it wasn’t a very good one.
But, if change was scary, then rejection was even more terrifying. Men like me, that is, men in their early 30s and single, were hardly coveted. It didn’t really matter how much you wanted to help someone out as far as the agency was concerned. They almost always looked for ‘families’ rather than single people. Something about gender balance and availability and all sorts of other criteria.