They rise in the morning, and they sleep in the dark. And even though nobody's looking, she's falling apart.

I don't have a very routine life; the kids' activities, our nightly routines, and morning routines are about as routine as it gets. In the middle of it all - other than my morning coffee, toast, and trying to get 7-8 hours of sleep a night - each day is different.

The guys in my band are great-we watch movies, we eat pizza, take walks, read books. Everybody has a really great sense of humor. And my boyfriend comes and visits me on the road.

Yeah, well, food is always a part of everything.

The time between meeting, and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love.

In order to handle my emotional pain I talk to friends about it, I write, I breathe, and most of all, I put it in perspective.

You are the treasure custodian, cleaning the moon for me, scouring the sky so the stars would shine bright.