Life Expands to Fill in the Gaps

| This is the 135th story of Our Life Logs | I lived in Bury in England on a small dairy farm with my parents and younger sister. Life was blissful on our farm in the late 1950s. My job was to look after the chickens and then collect and clean their eggs. As a family, we all worked together to keep the farm running. … Continue reading Life Expands to Fill in the Gaps

Where There Is Happiness

| This is the 132nd story of Our Life Logs | When I close my eyes, I can still see the two sunlit rivers and the wide mountain meadows surrounding our house. I was born on a cold February day in 1951 in a tiny cottage of Ptchelinovo, Bulgaria. Growing up, all my family lived in a two-story house. My immediate family inhabited the first story, … Continue reading Where There Is Happiness