I think that we have to consciously be aware that every moment we're in, every different stage in our lives, we can control.

The person who wants out of the relationship always gets her way.

Yet here we are, two children and a broken promise later, standing before each other, just the way we stood that day at the alter, with equal parts love and hope. And once again, I close my eyes, ready to take a leap of faith, ready for the long, hard road ahead. I have no idea how it's going to turn out, but then again, I never really did.

It's a funny thing - when I'm crazed with work, spending time with my children relaxes me. Yet, at the end of a long weekend with them, the very thing I need to relax is a little work and time away from them!

I always find something in common with my protagonist, particularly when I write in the first person.

Happiness is the best revenge, you know? Just be happy. It's a choice.

The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.