Loving someone is setting them free, letting them go.
It doesn’t matter how old you are, or what you do in your life, you never stop needing your mom.
If being crazy means living life as if it matters, then I don’t mind being completely insane.
The things that make me happiest in the whole world are going on the occasional picnic, either with my children or with my partner; big family gatherings; and being able to go to the grocery store – if I can get those things in, I’m doing good.
As a child, I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body”. Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age.
I wouldn’t dream of working on something that didn’t make my gut rumble and my heart want to explode.
Life is short, and it is here to be lived.
Ultimately, you just have one life. You never know unless you try. And you never get anywhere unless you ask.
I have no regrets. If you regret things, you’re sort of stepping backwards. I’m a believer in going forwards.
As a woman, especially when you have children, one gets so good at soldiering on – almost too good.
Because of the person I am I won’t be knocked down – ever. They can say I’m fat, I’m thin, I’m whatever, and I’ll never stop. I just won’t. I’ve got too much to do. I’ve too much to be happy about.