My wife goes throught he same pains every once in a while, she doesn't know who her father is either, and her mom is a nut case, so we can't get a true story.

For my wife, it has become just one of those unanswerable mysteries in life...it tears at her a bit from time to time, but she has learned to deal with it.

Nope, can't say I've ever had that conversation.

That had to be fun! /sarcasm

Don't know my bio parents and they don't know me. It's a very happy arrangement. At least, I assume, based on all the stories I've heard.

Your "My 3 Dads" story sounds straight out of "Mama Mia" (The ABBA Musical). Or as I like to call it, "My Big Fat Greek Paternity Disco". The mother had a "summer to remember" 18 years ago and the daughter, who is getting married, finds her mom's diary and decides to invite them all to her wedding. Several dozen Three's Company moments later, one of the "Dads" turns out to have "switched teams", one falls for the Mom's friend (to the tune of Take a Chance On Me) and the third turns out to have recently been divorced, is the most handsome of the three, and confesses that he never truly stopped loving the mom all these years. So, one double wedding later, dysfunction has become fairy tale and WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHO THE DAMNED FATHER IS!

Oh, and then they all come out in glittery ABBA costumes for the finale. Excuse me, I'll be extricating the 6 years I spent in the 70's from my brain with a chisel and a spoon in the bathroom.

Ignorance is Bliss,
Dix

no... never had the conversation.

But will you act it out at the next EWK gathering?

(laughs and rolls eyes) I s'pose.

So, does this mean I should get the guest room ready!?!? Wheee!

Guurrrllll....

my roots is showin'

Well, then get on up here! You know you're welcome, and I'm quite sure everyone will be happy to see you again. (Some more than others, but you know how it is ... heh ...)