If we all helped one person, wouldn't the world be an unbelievable place?

There are two types of people: The ones who give you 50 reasons it can't be done ... and the ones who just do it.

From time to time, I'll look back through the personal journals I've scribbled in throughout my life, the keepers of my raw thoughts and emotions. The words poured forth after my dad died, when I went through a divorce, and after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. There are so many what-ifs scribbled on those pages.

Be crazy. Be stupid. Be silly. Be weird. Be whatever. Because life is too short to be anything but happy

There are times when you just have to show people that you're all in.

If it weren't for my breast cancer, I wouldn't be a 'Today' host. After I got better, I talked to my boss about working on the show. Six months before, I'd have been terrified to go in there and ask for what I wanted. But after what I'd been through, how could I be scared of being told no?

I love music. For me, music is morning coffee. It's mood medicine. It's pure magic. A good song is like a good meal-I just want to inhale it and then share a bite with someone else.