14 Years Later

| This is the 412th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1970 to a poor, but hardworking family in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My childhood was normal, you could say, except that my parents worked all the time and barely had time for me. Without them, home was lonely. Luckily, I had a best friend named Stephen whom I’d known for most of my childhood. … Continue reading 14 Years Later

To Begin in New Delhi

| This is the 407th story of Our Life Logs | In the north of India, we pride ourselves on our “superior sophistication,” as we are fair-skinned and beautiful. Unfortunately, the north also houses some of the poorest and least privileged of the country. Labor can be as easily bought and sold as milk on the market—which is where my story comes in. I was born in … Continue reading To Begin in New Delhi

The Expeditionist

| This is the 404th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in the small fishing town of Kitimat in British Columbia, Canada, in the late 80s. My mother at the time was working at the local fish hatchery, and my father was an amateur photographer and garden landscaper. One could say that I had creative parents, another could say they were nature-loving hippies, and … Continue reading The Expeditionist