The emotions that went through my mind when she said that I was a great guy and that I was going to be a wonderful father to our son are indescribable. I was just there... You know, still in awe of the whole situation.
There's a reason for everything. There's a reason why I kept this to myself. I didn't feel the need to tell anyone. I don't owe it to anyone. I received more text messages from people who somehow knew. I also gave a hint to some on the social networks who figured out what I meant with "Thank You" for all the text messages.
Hmmmmm, this isn't the first time I have to break the news to my family. I was going to be a father of three. Yes, call me young, careless and irresponsible. I regret nothing. Not that my sons and daughter were planned or anything. I just believe that life is a gift and when it presents itself to you, you should take it without any hesitation. Giving life is life's greatest gift. It should be the only gift in your life that you should never reject.
With my first time, well, this girl claimed to be pregnant and then she disappeared into thin air. I don't know her family. I don't know where she lives, how to contact her and ask if it was really true and if there might be a younger version of her or me running around. She should just know that I might not be very receptive when she comes back 10-20 years later claiming to have had a son by me. She had better do it now.
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