Almost twenty-six years ago, I jumped on a white steed with my handsome prince and galloped off to destinations yet unknown. I was young, naive and blissfully unaware what I was getting myself into. Yes, I was in love, and yes, I wanted to spend my life with him, but honestly, I had NO idea Read More
Daily Battles
Sitting here with time on my hands I feel compelled to write. I would like to share something earth shattering, but I have no such wisdom. Today, well, today I only have the reality of what life post-accident is truly like. My gratitude over being rescued from death has not diminished, but daily I must Read More
Until She’s Home
Baby girl from a foreign land Becomes a McGlothlin by God’s divine hand Bureaucratic nightmare, battles to be fought, They travel far to meet her, returning home distraught Heart heavy, eyes glistening, they awaken to another day Cries to the Father rise, bring her home, do not delay Aseres Grace; soft skin, cherubic face, round Read More
For We Walk Not Alone
According to my mother, I was pretty much born independent. Even in the cradle I wanted to do things my way, by myself. Independence is not necessarily a bad trait, but it becomes a problem when pride enters in and prevents us from asking for help. I really despise asking Read More
First…He Belonged to Christ
After the accident at UMC Brackenridge Tuesday, December 20, my baby boy, Chris, is scheduled for surgery. He suffered a torn meniscus, resulting from the car accident we were in last month. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little anxious. He may be 15, but he is my baby and I Read More
Recovering to Run
Awakening after the car accident one of my first questions was, “when can I run again?” Running is not just something I do, it is very much a part of who I am. I run for fitness. I run for mental clarity. I run to feed my competitive nature but most importantly I run for Read More
The Princess Speaks
November 19, I embarked on a journey known as the Warrior Dash. This journey was several months and some severe arm twisting in the making. When I first read about the 3.1 hellish mile, 12 obstacle course, I thought, “sign me up!” What I really meant was, “wonder who loves me enough to agree to Read More