93. White Woman With An Adult Son Who Is Dark-Complected And Part Hawaiian

I am on a cruise with Barack somewhere in the Pacific. My job is to give him advice on campaign strategies. Barack is wearing a brightly-colored hibiscus-printed sarong. He looks so thin and concerned and vulnerable. As my maternal feelings well up, he begins to look more like my boy. I counsel him to take care of himself and to just continue to be himself. I tells him he is wonderful and that I am so proud of him.

I would have liked to have been able to feed him and comfort him, but I held myself back from embracing him in my arms.