So long as I get some sleep and get to take care of myself and eat healthy and that sort of thing, I'm OK. I'm not out there digging ditches and it's not brain surgery.

Here's the story: 25 years ago, I had my lips injected with silicone. Stupid thing to do at 24. I saw 'Beaches.' Remember that movie 'Beaches'? I did it with my best girlfriend, so she and I go and we get our lips done. Fine. I have it like that for my whole career, right? So then cut to a couple of years ago, I have a doctor remove as much as they possibly can because it got to the point where they were yucky. You know, they get hard. It's gross. They are now whatever that was after they took out as much of the silicone as they could.

Kids are a lesson every day, and being married is a lesson every day, but I think having a boutique and running it with my husband and having our careers and raising children was something that was really an eye-opener all the time.

I've got really good people around me, and I feel really blessed to get to do everything I get to do, so to me it's a joy.

I find that we must be careful not to judge or weigh in on anything other than ourselves. I am living and learning this still!

I want to live the next chapter in my life without my lips as my defining characteristic.

Just like I believe God is everywhere, I believe that whether it's nature, whether it's sitting on a bike in spin class, that can be church, too, for me.