A Helping Heart

| This is the 106th story of Our Life Logs | If life were to be pre-programmed, it would kill the fun out of every learning situation. It would be better to be born a zombie than live such a life. I’m glad that I made choices in my life with my heart, instead of being controlled by money. I was born in the tourist … Continue reading A Helping Heart

Lights Fade Up

This is the 104th story of Our Life Logs I once read somewhere that, “Theatres are modern churches: huddled masses in the dark, looking up at those in the light, telling them what it is to be human.” That is what I want: to share experiences with people that leave them not only entertained but changed in some way for the good.  The path that stretches … Continue reading Lights Fade Up

100 Years and Counting

  | This is the 100th story of Our Life Logs | When I tell people I’m 100 years old, their eyes widen like they’re looking at a rare gem. I suppose I am, but I don’t see it that way. I have three crucial things that I think have helped me live this long. One: I take a tablespoon of cod liver oil every … Continue reading 100 Years and Counting

My Journey to Be a Published Author

| This is the 83rd story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in Independence, a small city in Northern Kentucky that’s primarily made up of small neighborhoods and vast farmland. As an only child, I spent most of my childhood with my parents and other adults. I made friends in school, but I was a bit awkward socially. I didn’t mind. I found comfort … Continue reading My Journey to Be a Published Author

The Little Metal Suitcase

| This is the 68th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1961, and grew up in Toluca, Mexico with my mother, father, my four siblings, and my father’s family. We lived in a tiny, one-bedroom abode, because my father did not make much money being a school teacher. He was often innovative, once using newspaper to keep our feet safe when our … Continue reading The Little Metal Suitcase

From My Ugly Past

This is the 67th story of Our Life Logs.   Life is an examination full of tricky questions. However, it is not compulsory for you to get everything right. In a way, the tears I have wept may have cleansed my heart. I was born to extremely young parents. My mother was an upper primary school student while my father was just finalizing his high school … Continue reading From My Ugly Past