Last time, I introduced myself as RoadRunning Rita — a woman chasing freedom, healing, and joy on the open road. But behind that name, and behind this blog, there’s a story.
My brother told me to hold my own hand — no one was coming to save me. I ran, I pushed, I surrendered, and discovered life’s unexpected RightTurns.
Category: The Road to RightTurns with RoadRunningRita
These posts trace the path that led to RightTurns with RoadRunning Rita, sharing moments from childhood through adulthood that shaped who I am, navigating challenges and finding triumph over trauma. Told honestly and vulnerably, they show how life’s experiences pushed me forward, and my hope is to help others discover their own triumphs as they travel down their personal road to healing.
Many Miles Behind, More Miles Ahead
“Life is unpredictable, fragile, and fleeting. Not every photo is perfect, but every experience is worth sharing — especially the ones that teach us to face loss, embrace the road ahead, and keep moving forward. Wrinkles, scars, and all… I’m still here, living fully, honestly, and gratefully, and I hope my journey can inspire others to do the same.”
Do I need a map or a compass?
Rediscovering the wonder of my childhood, my journey continues to unfold as I explore life through travel, using it to grow, heal, and recreate myself along the way.
Idling at the starting line
Although I’ve really wanted to get started and make substantial progress by now, this has been a slow-going process of…