Elsewhere

This is the 76th story of Our Life Logs   I think the hardest question for me to answer is also one of the simplest: “Where are you from?” I often find myself pausing before replying, contemplating what would be the correct answer to give depending on the setting we are in. Do I give the shorter version which simply involves two continents and five different … Continue reading Elsewhere

I Am Stronger Than These Thoughts

This is the 73rd story of Our Life Logs   I’ve lived a life of self-reliance and I believe that there are times in which this is our only choice. But if you have the chance to let another person help you as you struggle, let them in. I had a normal childhood living in Ohio with my parents and older sister. My parents got … Continue reading I Am Stronger Than These Thoughts

Gaining Back What I’ve Lost

This is the 69th story of Our Life Logs.   At 43, I’ve lost a lot in my life. I’ve lost homes, family members, and jobs. Though I lose things, I fight to gain back what’s possible. I never let the dejection of loss keep me from working hard to get good things back. I was born in 1975 in Cincinnati, Ohio, the second youngest of seven … Continue reading Gaining Back What I’ve Lost

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 shoes had … 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

Yesterday Was but a Lie

This is the 65th story of Our Life Logs.   My life can be best compared to a Lifetime movie. When I tell people about my upbringing, it’s unbelievable to them, but it happened, and I can’t change my past. I was born in Columbus, Ohio in 1993. I lived with my mother and my maternal grandparents, because my parents weren’t together when I was born. My … Continue reading Yesterday Was but a Lie

From the Ashes

This is the 62nd story of Our Life Logs.   I proudly held back tears from falling off my cheeks. Nothing has ever felt overwhelmingly good. I could not stop waving at the cheering crowd, because as the captain of the Lumumba Stigma Association football team, the acknowledgement was partly to my great leadership. Things have not always been rosy for me. I was bullied during my … Continue reading From the Ashes