I was working full time and going to school at night and on the weekends. It was just crazy. At one point a month had gone by, and Marc - my then boyfriend, now husband, and I hadn't gone out on a date. I was like, I don't want to be this person. I want to be a person who cares where she's investing her time and energy. And I want to be a good wife, daughter, and friend.

My parents always asked me what I thought, listened to my opinions, articulated their diagnoses of our challenges at home and abroad, and shared their ideas for how to build a more equal and prosperous country. I always felt part of their call to serve and part of my father's journey.

My parents taught me to approach the world critically, but also to approach it with a sense of responsibility.

When I first held my daughter, right after she was born, I felt like it was the moment I'd been waiting my whole life for, and it just felt even more miraculous than I ever could have imagined.

For most of my life, I deliberately led a private life in the public eye.

I've always been incredibly proud of both of my parents and proud of the work I had done privately as a person, professionally and academically.

When my father announced his campaign for president on Oct. 3, 1991, I had already cast my vote in favor of his candidacy.