August 1996

"There they are, my kids, how could I mess up my life at such a young age" I thought to myself.

"I'm 16 years old and I have triplets, how am I going to raise them, I ruined my life." Here I am sitting in the living room with three babies. My children. Triplets to top it off.

I love them all but I just don't know how I can raise them when I am just 16 years old.

God did I fuck up or what? Their mother left me to raise them by myself. I knew she would, after all she is just a dirty slut.

I lied about my age so that she would go out with me. I didn't think things would get so serious, not to mention I would have triplets with her.

She agreed that I could name the boys. She named the one girl.
Landon Joel and Aiden Michael. No real meaning to the names I just liked them.
My baby girl's name is Destiny Hope. I like the name.

"Dad I need your advice" I ask while he is holding Destiny. "Yeah son, you know I'll try and give you advice"

"I don't know if I can keep them. I want them to live a good live and I don't think I can provide that to them right now.
They deserve better than a teenage father, with no job, and barely getting past school to raise them. I want to give them up for adoption.
They deserve better. I don't know what to do dad."

"Son, you know what you did was not the brightest thing you've ever done, but if you give them up, you may never see them again."

"I know, but if that is the case, I know they will have a better life"

With that the conversation ended. My father gave me Destiny and he went to his office. I know he was heart broken but what did he want me to do? Im 16 years old with three kids. I only wish I was more responsible with my actions. God I'm starting to act like my father.

Maybe that's what I need to be like. A father, but I can't get through my head that this is real. It's not a dream anymore. I had some serious thinking to do. Not just for me, but for my kids. No matter what I do I want them to know that I will always love them.

2 Weeks Later

"I have to do it" I mumbled to myself while feeding Landon.

I love them so much. I think that's why I'm deciding to let them go. I want them to have better than I can give them. I've been looking around to find the perfect people, but none of them have fit the standards that I want for my kids.

I'm giving them to people that I think will give them everything they need. All the things that I know I can't give them until I'm older. When I talked with them they agreed that they will take good care of them, while trying to find them a home. I want them to be together throughout their lives and where ever one goes the others will follow them.

I just hope that what I'm doing is the right decision. Not only for the kids, but for myself.

I'm going to give them to a couple, The Weatherfield's. They are an older couple who have brought in children until they were found homes. I think that the triplets will be good there. The Weatherfield's, or Jim and Diane, say that I can visit the triplets whenever. I just don't know if I can. I'm already letting them go from my life, why should I try and torture myself and try to keep seeing them. All I know is that I want their life to be happy.