The Recovering Serial Monogamist

| This is the 276th story of Our Life Logs | How did the cycle begin? I was born in 1992 and lived in Central Florida until I graduated high school in 2010. The youngest of three, I was the apple from my mother’s tree. We both loved hard, had quick tempers, and didn’t filter our thoughts often. Unfortunately, this was completely foreign to my father’s … Continue reading The Recovering Serial Monogamist

The Scars Tell My Story

| This is the 273rd story of Our Life Logs | Fall down seven times, stand up eight. (七転び八起き) –Japanese proverb I was born in the winter of 1985, in the heaving metropolis of Joburg, South Africa—city of gold. I don’t remember much about it because soon after, we moved to the sunshine city of Cape Town. My mom was 28 when she met my dad. … Continue reading The Scars Tell My Story

When We Choose Forgiveness

| This is the 256th story of Our Life Logs | As a child, I dreamed of my parents staying together, loving each other, celebrating my birthdays and making me feel like a princess. Sadly, dreams remained dreams, and I hardly had anything close to that. I was born in 1982 in Trenton, New Jersey. My parents broke up when I was still little, and my … Continue reading When We Choose Forgiveness

To Bear the Past

| This is the 161st story of Our Life Logs | “The memory of the heart eliminates the bad and magnifies the good; thanks to this artifice, we are able to bear the past.” — Gabriel García Márquez I was born in the province of Bulacan in the Philippines in 1980 and grew up at a time when children mostly played outside until we were ordered … Continue reading To Bear the Past