Storybooks were always a big part of my imagination, and my childhood and adolescence.

Wrestling is a never-ending storybook, so sometimes you start going one direction, but the beauty of it is we could go in whatever direction we want, but things just changed.

I love you like in the storybooks. I love you like in the ballads. I love you like a lightning bolt. I've loved you since the third month you came and spoke with me. I loved that you made me want to laugh. I loved the way you were kind and the way you would pause when you spoke, as though you were waiting for me to answer you. I love you and I am mocking no one when I kiss you, no one at all.

I had ridiculous amounts of energy. Mom's like you're driving me crazy - do you want to try gymnastics? From the moment I started it I loved it and it kind of was like storybook from there.

I read somewhere that Mitt and I have a 'storybook marriage.' Well in the storybooks I read there were never long long rainy winter afternoons in a house with five boys screaming at once. And those storybooks never seemed to have chapters called MS or breast cancer.