If I say something that ends up on the front page of Drudge, I haven't done it right.

If I had given up everything that my life was about ... I'd let cancer win before it needed to.

I have three living children for whom this is a father who I want them to love and on whom they're going to have to rely if my disease takes a bad turn.

I am imperfect in a million ways, but I always thought I was the kind of woman, the kind of wife to whom a husband would be faithful.

To be perfectly frank, there is an odd place after losing a child, where you think somehow your life is worth less.

I grew up in a Navy family.

Life is this great big blackboard, and on it you write all the things that you do.