I was raised Catholic and I'm Presbyterian now, but I've always been a Christian, regardless of denomination. I believe that Jesus is the way.

I'm not good at accepting help.

God will open any doors he wants to open, and if He closes doors, that's fine, too.

My mother-in-law was with me during all four of my births and when she was sitting next to me holding my hand during the cesareans, well, I craved that.

I have always believed that when you're feeling sorry for yourself, the best thing to do is help someone else.

And I started as a journalism major at Ohio State, ended up in theater and I love to read.

True love, and what it is, and how do you know what it is. Is it just chemistry, or is it years and years of commitment and being together and hanging in there building a history? And how do you find both?