I Didn't Know If I Was Ready For Kids. Then I Became A Single Foster Dad At 27.

The author and Z going for a walk around their neighborhood.

I always knew I wanted kids ― but I never imagined that at 28, I would end up adopting my foster son one week before Father’s Day.

The path to this decision started three years earlier when, at age 25, my marriage fell apart. (I met my husband at 20 and we got married at 23; I’ve always been the all-in type.) But in the aftermath of our divorce, the clarity I’d felt about my life and my future, including how or when I’d become a parent, was lost.