Nothing Lasts Forever

| This is the 504th story of Our Life Logs | If joy is hidden behind a bed of thorns, then I will cut my hands to reach it. My name is Everton, I am a Brazilian, born in 1988, and raised in a city called Salvador in the state of Bahia. I should probably specify that Bahia is a state where the unemployment rate is … Continue reading Nothing Lasts Forever

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The Dream That Pushes Us Forward

| This is the 473rd story of Our Life Logs | Editor’s note: This story was written in memory of the one who lived it. I grew up in Norfolk, England. From a young age I dreamed of distant lands. Adventures in exotic places filled my head as I made my long walk every day to the little school house passed the countryside, fields of corn and … Continue reading The Dream That Pushes Us Forward

Strength in the Journey

| This is the 380th story of Our Life Logs | A great journey begins in the heart, It is realized in the mind, But can only prevail by way of the feet. —CSW My parents were both originally from the northern region of Vietnam but fled south to escape communist rule. They met each other in Saigon in 1954, fell in love, and married shortly after … Continue reading Strength in the Journey

Losing It All

| This is the 340th story of Our Life Logs |My dad was born in the United States to a family of Korean immigrants, and my mother was born in Argentina with a European background. Eventually, the two settled in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and had me in 1994.Ever since I was a baby, my parents, siblings, and I visited Buenos Aires, Argentina, many times. It was always … Continue reading Losing It All