The Fight of My Life

| This is the 418th story of Our Life Logs | I lay in the hospital bed, pain racking my body as chemicals and super-science ran through my blood. I was like Captain America, I was like the Incredible Hulk, but unlike my childhood heroes, I wasn’t going to come out the other side with super-powers. I was just hoping I’d make it out with my life. … Continue reading The Fight of My Life

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Every Scar Is a Battle I’ve Won

| This is the 354th 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 the … Continue reading Every Scar Is a Battle I’ve Won

Diseased, but Not Defeated

| This is the 333rd story of Our Life Logs |From a young age, I was eager to work hard, stay disciplined, and pursue my dreams. I couldn’t wait for the day I graduated from college, became a teacher, and had my own classroom. The world was at my fingertips…until…it wasn’t.I was born March 26, 1998, and grew up in Maine with my two supportive parents, … Continue reading Diseased, but Not Defeated

I’m Still Breathing

| This is the 300th story of Our Life Logs | Stand, sit, eat, drink, poop, pee, and breathe—thoughtless functions for a healthy body. But there I lay, a limp, lifeless, 27-year-old inconvenience. I grew up in Massillon, Ohio in the ’90s, bookended by my two strong and very opinionated sisters. My parents, both being public school teachers, emphasized academia. My father, being a football coach, … Continue reading I’m Still Breathing