A True Power

| This is the 150th story of Our Life Logs | It was the winter of 1991 when I was born in a beautifully peaceful town in Bulgaria, a country in Eastern Europe. As a child, it seemed like the world around me inspired the power of creativity flowing into my hungry, curious mind. Filled with the smell of fresh grass of the fields at … Continue reading A True Power

To Open the Door

| This is the 146th story of Our Life Logs | Loud voices painted the walls of my family’s house in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. We shared laughter and home-cooked meals at our large wooden dinner table, its legs showing visible wear and tear from the many generations (and states, as I was born in Denver, Colorado in 1991) it had passed through. Our parents strongly supported our … Continue reading To Open the Door

No Longer Home

| This is the 145th story of Our Life Logs | Though I had grown up in a home filled with violence and threats, I still believed that people in general were more good than bad, and most governments were honest and progressive. I was very wrong. I wasn’t prepared for the mayhem that ensued when I tried to come home from the Middle East. I … Continue reading No Longer Home

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A Life of My Own

| This is the 140th story of Our Life Logs | Remember that episode of The Simpsons when Bart divorces his parents? He moves into a wicked loft-style apartment with what little possessions he owns and has the time of his life, or so it seems—until the over-exaggerated shadow of a deranged rat scares the living daylights out of him and he returns home. That … Continue reading A Life of My Own

I Count Myself Lucky

| This is the 136th story of Our Life Logs | The human spirit is very resilient. We can pick back up when we fail, and fail, and fail. We can find hope when we are still battling monsters. And we can learn all these lessons in a lifetime. I was born in the middle of a mess. After I was born in the early … Continue reading I Count Myself Lucky