Everywhere I go people come up to me, they mob me - anyone who has MS or has a relative with MS - they come up and hug and cry.

We are all children of the same God, and we have to come together to solve our problems and not be fighting so much.

Everywhere I go people come up to me, they mob me - anyone who has MS or has a relative with MS - they come up and hug and cry.

The secret to a happy marriage is a sense of humor, because marriage throws you curveballs. It is not easy.

We've given all you people need to know and understand about our financial situation and how we live our life.

Another son came along 18 months later, although we waited four years to have the third, because Mitt was still in school and we had no income except the stock we were chipping away at. We were living on the edge, not entertaining. No, I did not work. Mitt thought it was important for me to stay home with the children, and I was delighted.

I read somewhere that Mitt and I have a 'storybook marriage.' Well, in the storybooks I read, there were never long, long, rainy winter afternoons in a house with five boys screaming at once. And those storybooks never seemed to have chapters called MS or breast cancer.