I'm not having any illusions that it will be a piece of cake.

Ginger is delicate and fragile, and Ginger is looking for her partner. So it fit.

I walked into my support group meeting a few weeks ago, and I had bicycle gear on. They were just beaming at me. It was just cool.

I wanted to try to have something to feel happy about again.

I feel like a kid. I just love the feeling and the freedom. It's like flying, and flying has been a part of my life.

There's not enough of the pie to give out. Someone will have to come up with an empty plate and it'll most likely be us again.