by Rita Hudgens | Oct 30, 2017
Last night I was sitting on the patio of a local restaurant at an outdoor mall when I saw what looked like a grown man with a zombie horse head pass right by me. It gave me pause until I realized that there were other adults parading in costumes. Call me slow but it...
by Rita Hudgens | Oct 23, 2017
It had been a very long day and I got home later than usual. I was going to skip dinner and just blend a protein drink so I could sit down and decompress from my day. I was greeted at the door by my dog Valor. Unfortunately she had been inside way longer than what...
by Rita Hudgens | Aug 8, 2017
Who would ever guess that three vintage wicker baskets – one blue, one pink, one green, could cause such bickering in a family? Each year at Easter time, I’d climb the attic stairs and brave whatever menacing arachnids or rodents I had imagined lived up there....
by Rita Hudgens | May 15, 2017
Mental prisons come in various shapes, sizes and colors. Some may take the form of a deep, dark, foreboding old foe: fear. For others, the prison disguises itself as a bright shiny truth – but in actuality it’s nothing more than our own self-limiting beliefs...
by Rita Hudgens | Apr 25, 2017
A few weeks ago my daughter Heather was visiting from Los Angeles for the weekend. When she’s in town, we always make sure we get a workout in before she leaves. We had just left the gym and were returning home when we saw an unfamiliar car parked in my driveway and...
