So Little I Have

| This is the 319th story of Our Life Logs |I am 36 years old. When people look at me, they think I’m way older, but that’s what it is. I did not choose the kind of life that ages the heart and wrinkles the skin, but guess what? I am happy and satisfied.I was the first born to Sardar Ali and Mukhtar Begum in Multan, … Continue reading So Little I Have


When Light Comes from Darkness

| This is the 318th story of Our Life Logs |When I first met Sven, the man that would become my husband, I was an 18-year-old trafficked sex worker. My parents had filed a missing person report, and Sven had found it when he was investigating sex trafficking rings as an Interpol liaison with the Russian Embassy. How did I end up in sex trafficking, and … Continue reading When Light Comes from Darkness

Because You Never Know

| This is the 317th story of Our Life Logs |‘“What happens when people open their hearts?”’‘“They get better.”’–Haruki Marakami, Norwegian WoodBorn into a struggling family in 1989 in Glasgow, Scotland, I lived in the middle of a dangerous neighborhood. I grew up watching over my shoulder and trying to keep the peace in our home. Though I breathed the air of misfortune, it did not … Continue reading Because You Never Know

A Freedom Worth Sharing

| This is the 309th story of Our Life Logs |I was born in York, Pennsylvania, on April 3, 1994, raised in a family where I was one of five girls. Emotions—my mother’s, specifically—ran our household. If Mom was upset, everyone’s emotional state shifted. My sisters and I walked on eggshells around her, holding our breath as we waited to be a happy family again. Unfortunately, … Continue reading A Freedom Worth Sharing