It blows me away the number of truck drivers or macho guys that will call, and then I start peeling back the layers, and I find out they've been listening to me for 10 or 15 years, and they know every lyric to every sappy song.
I was attracted to the bad boys, the troublemakers. You know, the ones that were really cute but didn't come home. So I have a couple of failed marriages under my belt, but that's OK.
I never in a million bazillion trillion years imagined that my life would have this many layers of love and richness.
I was 25 when my first husband walked out of the house and left me with a 10-month-old. And a house payment and a car payment. But suffice it to say I have a lot of love in my life.
When someone is on the phone telling me a story, I'm hearing the soundtrack that goes with it.
I think the saddest thing in the world will be for people who face their death and realize they never lived. That won't be me.