One Pedal at a Time
We are all running a race, but not the kind you might imagine. We don’t have the same starting line, the same distance to go, or the same steps to take. I snapped this photo of my work-out partner. Well, not really my work-out partner, but Norman is always in the fitness center on the…
Raising the Bar
No, in the case of this first photo, they kept lowering the bar when we were doing the limbo at our “Senior” Prom last week. What a fun time we had. But this blog is about raising the bar. I’m excited that our world has opened back up and the 2021 Olympics will be played…
The Big 2-1 is Here!
Happy Birthday to my one-of-kind, amazing, hilarious, talented, quick-witted and so loved grandson, Payton Wallace! The BIG 2-1 at last! These 21 years have been full of wonder, adventure, and watching how quickly our sweet boy grew up and loved life so passionately. In the early years, we found out that he loved the great…
Take Me Out to the Ballgame
My dreams came true. We’ve always been a fan of any of our grandchildren’s pursuits in life and did our best to not miss any of them. We didn’t want to miss anything they were competing at, but most seasons – they lived in different states and we could only follow them by their parents’…
The Competitive Edge
Here we are in Broken Bow, OK at Beaver’s Bend – some of this group are avid, die-hard fisher people. There really isn’t competition between those who are – but, deep inside, I know that each one wants to catch the “big one”! I, on the other hand, enjoy the action for a while, some…
How About a Game of Osani?
I read a story about an anthropologist who proposed a game to an African tribe’s children. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told them that whoever got there first would win the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they took each other’s hands and ran together, then sat…
Life Lessons Can Be Learned From Bocce
On April 14th, I celebrated living here in Frisco for one year. I can hardly believe it’s already been a year and I’ve grown to love my community. I’m so busy with my church and ministry activities, my traveling and my children and grandchildren that I haven’t met that many people here. That’s changing as…
Running My Race at My Pace
Last month my feet hit the pavement in a slow, steady rhythm – not too fast – not too slow – just right. I needed to get used to my pace again. After all, I had been a half-marathon runner – I can do it again! But, I had been in “feet prison” for several…
Tenacious, Undaunting, Fearless, Unstoppable
Those are words we heard that described competitors, as we watched the reality show, NBC’s Spartan Ultimate Team Challenge. Night before last Ryan & Shawntel made it back home after a few days out of town. After dinner we sat down to catch up on the show. Okay, I’m an avid fan of American Ninja…
What & Who You Are is God’s Gift to You
My parents had it easy — at least as far as having a daughter who was low maintenance. I was not an overachiever. I was not athletic. I didn’t need them taking me to all kinds of practices and tournaments. I was not outgoing. In fact, I was downright shy so they didn’t have to…