I met my son September 10, 2013. He came to my home as a foster child, and I immediately knew that Zach was the child I needed to adopt.
Many people say that Zach is so lucky to have me. And that always confuses me. I didn't find Zachary, he found me. He has been through more trauma in his short little life of only four years... more than most experience in their whole life. I am lucky that he has decided to let me be his dad. And for that, he is my hero.
I want to have something for Zach that he can read and look at when he gets older.. something that archives his childhood. So, I decided to start this blog, so that someday, he can read it and know how much his daddy loves him.
In just a few short weeks, Zach's adoption will be final. And with the end of that journey begins another one... the journey of our time together as father and son. I can't wait to see what happens next!
Love,
Dad
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