100 Years and Counting

  | This is the 100th story of Our Life Logs | When I tell people I’m 100 years old, their eyes widen like they’re looking at a rare gem. I suppose I am, but I don’t see it that way. I have three crucial things that I think have helped me live this long. One: I take a tablespoon of cod liver oil every … Continue reading 100 Years and Counting

Not Broken Yet

| This is the 89th story of Our Life Logs | My parents fought throughout my whole childhood. The very first memory I have is sitting in a car seat by the front door while my parents screamed through the house. We lived in a typical Midwestern American suburb in the early 1990s with manicured lawns and fancy cars in each drive way. My neighborhood … Continue reading Not Broken Yet

From My Ugly Past

This is the 67th story of Our Life Logs.   Life is an examination full of tricky questions. However, it is not compulsory for you to get everything right. In a way, the tears I have wept may have cleansed my heart. I was born to extremely young parents. My mother was an upper primary school student while my father was just finalizing his high school … Continue reading From My Ugly Past

The Gift of Miracles

This is the 63rd story of Our Life Logs.   I had read in the Bible about miracles, but I had big doubts about them ever happening to me. Because of my beliefs, I was always skeptical. It was not until God started showing me the miracles in my life that that I saw the possibilities, and it changed my life forever. 1 | Anger Issues I … Continue reading The Gift of Miracles

To Be Brave Again

This is the 58th story of Our Life Logs.   I was a typical child, raised in Kentucky during the mid-1990s, often playing games with my three siblings. Our favorite was hide-and-seek. We would hide in unconventional places like the fridge or dryer. My father worked in logistics, and my mother could never keep a job. When I was about 13, my parents divorced, and my big … Continue reading To Be Brave Again

Unconditional Love

| This is the 58th story of Our Life Logs | “Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.”  –Charles R. Swindoll I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio in 1958. I had normal, Catholic upbringing. My mother’s family was Irish, and my father’s family was Italian, creating a melting pot of heritage in our household. I was the middle child among … Continue reading Unconditional Love

Family Isn’t Always Blood

|This is the 50th story of Our Life Logs.| It was the middle of the night when I woke to sound of glass shattering. It was coming from the kitchen. I peeked inside to see my father destroying everything in his path. He was on one of his drunken rampages again. My mother was trying to stop him, but he wasn’t seeing reason. I rushed back … Continue reading Family Isn’t Always Blood

When Being Strong Was My Only Choice

| This is the 45th story of Our Life Logs | “It is in herself she will find her strength, the strength she needs.” -Tyler Knott Gregson It was in 1982 in a small coastal city in southeast China that I was born. We started off as a typical, average-incomed family. Both my parents worked. My father, however, was a very adventurous person. He was not … Continue reading When Being Strong Was My Only Choice