It occurred to me while watching The Bachelorette the other night that single moms make the kinds of smart dating decisions that single, childless women might want to emulate.
Walking down the beach with Cole to look for crabs in a tidal pool, I realize that, a decade later, I have finally re-created what in my prior life had looked so good on the outside but had no structural integrity.
I shook hands with Tim Russert was back in 1984. His whole career had been spent advising and spinning for politicians: not the best credentials for a journalist. But he did much to dispel my doubts.