You Are Not The Father

Listening to a conversation between a group of young people. Young in the sense of twenty something. A few above the age of thirty.  I do not personally know these people and it's a good thing. My lack of knowing them assisted me in keeping my mouth shut just a little bit.


A young lady apparently calls a family meeting of sorts to discuss a delicate matter.  I will call the young lady Corrinne.  Corrinne has become aggravated that her child's father or so the family thought he (Kevin) was the father, has moved on and is about to marry and have a child by his fiance'.  Corrinne finds it in her heart to advise Kevin and his family that he is not the biological father of now 8 year old Courtney. Corrinne provides the family with paperwork to prove her thought provoking and hurtful topic.  This is not an episode of Maury Povich, Jerry Springer or the guy Steve from Jerry's show.  This is a true story.  Sad and true.


This young man has paid child support and taken care of this little girl as a father should, providing Courtney with his last name, only to have the rug pulled from under, sending him into a tailspin of overwhelming emotions.  The 8 year old Courtney that is in tears because of her father's outburst of obscenities followed by a broken table and tears. 
The immediate charge, of the aunt of 8 years, across the room as her fists meet with Corrinne's chest.  What mother would do this?  Why in a public place? Why after 8 years? Why the juvenile and petty animosity she has due to Courtney's father of 8 years wanting an opportunity to move on with his life?  The mentality of individuals today never ceases to amaze me. 

At this intersection in time I wanted to hug the little girl and her father.  Their worlds turned upside down.  The aunts, uncles, grandparents and cousins in shock.  Life as they once knew it to be, is no longer.  

My thoughts...when you lay down with more than one person without any form of contraceptive during a two to three week span, you seem to be making an adult decision.  If you're adult enough to spread your legs, then you should be adult enough to face the consequences and truth that their is the possibility that you don't know who the father is of your unborn child.  Own up to that responsibility. Save yourself and those around you the heartache.