I think it's the human spirit inside of all of us that has an enormous capacity to survive.

I'm afraid of elevators, because they are an enclosed space, but I get in.

Maintaining my dignity is so important for me.

Because that’s the thing about the exact moment when you get somewhere that has required effort: There’s a freeze-frame instant of total fulfillment, when every expectation has been met and the world is perfect.

Contemplating Christmas when you are isolated and far from home brings its own unique pain.

Christmas was the one time of year when my brothers surfaced at home, when my parents and grandparents congregated to eat my mother's roast turkey.

Being in the dark, there's a real weight to it. It's heavy.