I'm A Disorganized Mess. My Purse Is

I Can't Remember A Time When My Mom Didn't Work. She Has Forever Been On The Move: A Go-getter. When My Brother Adel And I Had A Paper Route As Kids, My Mom Would Get Up Before Us At The Crack Of Dawn To Drop Off The Washington Post At Different Corners.

If It Weren't For My Breast Cancer, I Wouldn't Be A 'today' Host. After I Got Better, I Talked To My Boss About Working On The Show. Six Months Before, I'd Have Been Terrified To Go In There And Ask For What I Wanted. But After What I'd Been Through, How Could I Be Scared Of Being Told No?

If You Fall-and Trust Me, You Will- Make Sure You Fall On Your Back. Because If You Fall On Your Back, You Can See Up. And If You Can See Up, You Can Get Up. And You Can Keep Going And Going And Going.

There Are Two Types Of People: The Ones Who Give You 50 Reasons It Can't Be Done ... And The Ones Who Just Do It.

When My Shoes Are Killing Me, I Take A Maxi Pad And Put It In The Bottom Of My Shoe. It Is Better Than Any Dr. Scholl's Insert. That Fashion Tip Has Saved Me Through Some Long Nights.