Every Scar Is a Battle I’ve Won

| This is the 353rd story of Our Life Logs | Immediately after I was born in Pima, Arizona, in the spring of 1980, I was given up for adoption and sent to a Catholic orphanage. Within six weeks, a family came and took me home. My new parents were loving, good-hearted people who tried to adopt children with special needs who otherwise might not get … Continue reading Every Scar Is a Battle I’ve Won

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When I Decided to Stop Drowning

| This is the 293rd story of Our Life Logs | My childhood was a tangled mess of emotions that I still have a difficult time unraveling. There were some good memories. I was born August 29, 1980, in Fredericksburg, Virginia, and remember many gleeful summer trips to Mississippi with my parents and my older brother Kevin. Those trips were full of laughter, love, good food, … Continue reading When I Decided to Stop Drowning

Surrounded by Fear

| This is the 281st story of Our Life Logs | My health anxiety, the irrational fear of being or becoming ill, leads me to manifest symptoms of sicknesses I’m afraid of catching. A freckle that would otherwise be perceived as insignificant is a potential threat to me. I think, could this be cancer? It’s probably a tumor. A headache that’s stronger than usual or a … Continue reading Surrounded by Fear