"I want a family," Tonya told me. She said it with such an honest desire; it was easy to tell how much she really wanted it. I just didn't know if it was what I wanted also.
"I don't think I would be a good dad," I told her honestly.
"I think you would be a great dad. You'd be surprised how much it can change a person, I've seen it happen." She pushed.
We talked about it for several more hours, and although I wasn't convinced that it was a good idea, I agreed to think about it. She agreed to give me plenty of time to think, and I felt good for not being smothered.