There Is Hope for the Unloved

| This is the 353rd story of Our Life Logs | I’ve learned when no one cares enough to keep you when you’re born or adopts you when you’re a baby, the odds are no one will care about you as you get older. I was no exception. But still, I held out hope for the longest time that someone would come along who’d love me. … Continue reading There Is Hope for the Unloved

An Innate Survival

| This is the 349th story of Our Life Logs |I grew up in a small Italian neighborhood in the North End of Bridgeport, Connecticut, alongside my younger sister. Growing up in the 1980s, we spent our days running off with neighborhood friends, only returning home when the hum of the streetlights came on.If I wasn’t playing with friends, I was with my grandparents who lived … Continue reading An Innate Survival

I Buried a Piece of My Soul

| This is the 343rd story of Our Life Logs |I was born in East Kilbride, a town on the outskirts of Glasgow, Scotland, in 1980. As an only child, I always dreamed of having siblings to play with. My parents promised that I’d have a brother or sister one day. Unfortunately, that day never came, and my childhood was full of lonely afternoons playing by … Continue reading I Buried a Piece of My Soul

A Life Full of Colors

| This is the 336th story of Our Life Logs |I have lived a life of colors, starting with mostly dark shades until I finally reached the bright hues I’m in today. I was born in 1987 in Taguig, Metro Manila, the Philippines, to a Nikkei-jin (Japanese descendant) mother and a pure Filipino father. I grew up in the highly urbanized and busy streets of Las … Continue reading A Life Full of Colors

Waiting for Peaceful Skies

| This is the 331st story of Our Life Logs |A patient of mine, a World War II veteran, sat in front of me on the examination table. I made a note in his health card and suggested some vitamins for better vision.He shrugged, “It is hopeless, Doctor. I will never see anything clearer than the battlefields in 1944. Those pictures hold me there, taking away … Continue reading Waiting for Peaceful Skies