by Rita Hudgens | Mar 20, 2018
Barcelona, Spain The year was 1992 and I was glued to my television set anticipating the evening broadcast of the Summer Olympics from Barcelona, Spain. I had been waiting all day to see the 400-meter semi-finals. A close race was expected but no one predicted that...
by Rita Hudgens | Mar 6, 2018
My heart sank as I looked into my youngest son’s eyes. Rock was 5 at the time and had planned a spectacular performance. With expectation in his heart, he drew a blueprint for an elaborate theatre. As if looking for buried treasure, he went hunting in the alley and...
by Rita Hudgens | Feb 20, 2018
I was standing confidently on the edge of a very steep cliff overlooking the breathtaking Pacific Bay 80 feet below me. With adrenaline rushing through my body, my feet were firmly planted on the ledge between the famous two cliffs in Acapulco, Mexico known as La...
by Rita Hudgens | Feb 6, 2018
Landlocked I hate to admit this to you but it’s true. There is one day out of the year I know in advance that I am going to have a bad attitude. It may sound trite but it involves an annual event here in Phoenix where I live; it’s The Arizona Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon....
by Rita Hudgens | Jan 22, 2018
Yesterday, after my workout, I stopped by Chipotle to grab a quick lunch. Sitting at the table next to me was a family of 4: a mom, dad, and their two kids. The boy was around 9 years old and the girl was slightly older – she looked to be about 12. The parents...
