The Hardest Column I’ve Ever Written

My column this week is different, decidedly apolitical, and the most difficult column I have ever written. 

In early November of 2006, Shawn and I were wandering through the PetSmart at Seven Corners in suburban Washington, DC. We already had a dog – an amazing basenji rescue named Hali – and hadn’t even entertained the thought of a second dog. We were both still relatively young – Shawn was 38 and I was 32 – and we were living in a little one-bedroom apartment in Georgetown. Little did we know how much our lives were about to change.
As we walked down an aisle towards the back of store we came across a pop-up adoption center being run by Lost Dog and Cat rescue. We walked along the pens of adorable dogs and cats completely oblivious to the life-changing moment that stood just feet away from us.
We stopped at almost every pen to pet …

U.S. National Debt

The current U.S. national debt: