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

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

Despite the Fear

| This is the 99th story of Our Life Logs | I’m a native New Yorker of the Upper East Side, born in January of 1956. My parents gave me a lot of freedom, and I took advantage of that. New York City was full of possibilities for a young man looking for himself. I could go into the city and be whoever I wanted … Continue reading Despite the Fear

Feeling Worthy Again

This is the 61st story of Our Life Logs.   I grew up thinking I was disposable. Throughout my childhood, I was passed around to several houses until my mother decided to take me back. This constant uprooting caused severe anxiety and depression, making my “lows” feel like deep caverns. There have been a few people in my life who reached out to me when I felt … Continue reading Feeling Worthy Again