The way to deal with the devil of obesity and diabetes is literally one day at a time.

I had a great childhood, a very close-knit family. We were all overweight, and we had good times eating together, I imagine.

When my parents died they both were 47, and they died of complications of different diseases; one being diabetes.

I also have a degree in marriage, family and child counseling - I'm a therapist.

Like most severely overweight people, I had to hit a rock-hard bottom before I'd take responsibility for the consequences of neglecting my own health.

I tell people I'm on a diet. If somebody sees me with a muffin, they'll think I'm off my diet. It's like secret little police that I've made for myself.

I'll make a diet cheesecake, but I'll put it in a Sara Lee box. Or I'll have a huge bowl of pasta, but it's actually just a cup of pasta - the rest is vegetables. It makes me feel less deprived.

The first thing I did on my diet was take the batteries out of the remote control and make myself get up and change the channel. That's probably the hardest exercise I did.

One of the key things I did to stay on my diet is I never allowed myself to get hungry. As soon as I got hungry, I'd eat healthy foods.

My only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.

The uncertainty of life got me thinking about the importance of constants in our lives.

Age is a funny thing. So are appearances. Neither is relevant to what one knows, in my opinion.

One who's our friend is fond of us one who's fond of us isn't necessarily our friend.

There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride.

Thanks, Mom for always being there For showing me such love and care. Thanks for all you've done and do How I turned out is down to you I love you Have a lovely birthday

When you walk in love, you give up your right to be right.

Food, like most things, is best when left to its own simple beauty.

A husband should only be a part of your life and not your entire life.

But in the end, we learn we can forgive most people. The cushion of mortality makes their wrongdoing seem less dark, and whatever roads they traveled seem less foolhardy.