Resilience is accepting your new reality, even if it's less good than the one you had before.

There is nothing about resilience that I can say that my father did not first utter silently in eighteen years of living inside a two-dimensional cutout of himself.

I do know that when my children are older and telling their own children about their grandmother, they will be able to say that she stood in the storm...and when the wind did not blow her way - - and it surely has not - - she adjusted her sails.

You don't have to be perfect; you just have to be open.

I have a husband who adores me.

I would have made different choices. You know, I might have married somebody else.

You know, there are no guarantees on prognosis.