The Thornton family has always been such an inviting and open family since I have joined them over a decade ago. I can remember Carol (my mother-in-law) saying we need a bass player and I was like me? I knew they were playing more traditional country and gospel and here I stood a tall Hispanic guy with a backward cap on, hoodie and camo shorts wondering if this was going to work…. The embrace from the get-go was amazing and we have had a ball every year at their reunion playing music and enjoying each other’s company.
I remember this first time I met Glenda. She was very kind and sweet almost reminiscence of Carol. Through getting to know her and hearing from her family I learned that she loved her family more than life itself. She was very proud of her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. She was also very protective loving, strong, and generous. She would help anyone that needed it, even if it meant she would go without. She never wanted help and was very independent. She also had a saying, “Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness.” As with many of her family, she loved her dogs! Her doggie Jodi and herself were very inseparable and she was right there till her last day.
Glenda suffered several strokes in her last days. The last one her family had to make a very hard decision as her recovery was not looking good. They knew Glenda would choose the quality of life rather than quantity and they all chose hospice. Glenda was ready to see her family in heaven that she missed so dearly much.
Glenda June Cole – April 11, 1947 to March 9, 2019 – Age 71
What a gut-punch of a day March 9, 2019, was. We heard that Glenda had passed away that morning and that evening was informed that Jenny passed away that night. I think Rachelle and I were seriously scurrying around trying to be in multiple corners of support at the same time.
As I reflected on Glenda, her impact was great as she was just so much like Carol. You can tell that they knew how important the meaning of “family” was and that should be honored and cherished. It only felt natural that I had to run for her and just the Thornton family in general.
Bella and I signed up for the Wichita Annual Turkey Trot 2-mile race. Being a 2-mile race I was actually pretty stoked to see how this would pair with the previous 5k’s. Our church also decided to put a team together and run it together so there was some great support. Bella also joined me for this race and wanted to run for her “Grandma’s”
11/23/2019 – Wichita Turkey Trot 2-mile race – 534 of 1588 – 20:33 (Bella – 1215 place at 30:47)
“And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.” – Hebrews 10:24-25