There Is Peace in Every Storm

| This is the 291st story of Our Life Logs | All of us have been given a purpose—I believe it. Finding it is the challenge, and once finding it, taking the risks necessary to fulfill it can be daunting. Unfortunately, it has never been my nature to take risks in anything. You could even say that I never have lost that Midwest attitude to “just … Continue reading There Is Peace in Every Storm

Forgiving Myself

| This is the 285th story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in the 1960s in Joliet, Illinois, as the second youngest of five kids. I don’t remember any meaningful interactions with my dad. Even when he did seemingly nice things like drop us off at church, he was really only doing it because it was on the way to a bar. Alcoholism ran … Continue reading Forgiving Myself

Ever After

| This is the 284th story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in Taiwan, South Korea, and Hawaii, floating back and forth between the three places to see my father who was an influential politician in South Korea, as well as my mother and stepfather who were both successful in their areas of multinational business. My parents raised me with progressive values, or at … Continue reading Ever After

You Have to Startup Somewhere

| This is the 282nd story of Our Life Logs | October 9, 1962: I was born in Norwood, Massachusetts, to first generation Russian/Polish Americans from immigrant families. I grew up in the nearby city of Millis in our Cape-style house. It was small, but it was home. My young whirring mind was as sharp as a whetstone, always looking to gain more knowledge. I was … Continue reading You Have to Startup Somewhere

I Do Not Keep Them Hidden Any Longer

| This is the 280th story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, in the early 2000s. As a young girl, my parents sensed that things weren’t right with me. I would jump back and forth between doing things. I would start my homework and then stop to play with toys. I would then place the toys down to watch television. … Continue reading I Do Not Keep Them Hidden Any Longer