Blame it on “The Itsy Bitsy Spider:” Why This Single Mom Cries

As the next song came up while shuffling through my iTunes library, I raised the volume, high, and began to sing along.

“The itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the waterspout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Out came the sun…”

I glanced into the rearview mirror, half expecting to see my daughter in her baby seat smiling. But she wasn’t there. She was at school. High school, where she’s a senior. As I slowed my car down to go through the toll booth, I could have sworn I saw the guy dr...