The Choice You Made

| This is the 503rd story of Our Life Logs | For better or worse, it is all a matter of what we choose. I was born in 1974 in a small settlement called Harappa in Punjab, Pakistan. My family was not too poor, but we most certainly weren’t rich. We lived in a joint home with my uncles who were illiterate farmers. My father was a little different. He worked a mediocre government job. It … Continue reading The Choice You Made

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Who Are the Good Guys?

| This is the 477th story of Our Life Logs | Miami was sleepy in the ‘50s—nothing like the bustling buildings and energy it has now. When my family moved across town, over the canal to 87th street, it was like the world dropped off. Everything beyond that was a bunch of streams, lakes, and (in true Floridian fashion) swamps where you could walk for miles without … Continue reading Who Are the Good Guys?

Leaving Hate Behind

| This is the 423rd story of Our Life Logs | So, what do you want to know? I was born in 1982, grew up in and around Raleigh, North Carolina, and was raised by a mother who lived and breathed drugs. Our home wasn’t stable. We moved more times than I’d like to remember. My siblings and I accompanied our mother to a lot of clubs … Continue reading Leaving Hate Behind

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Weed Barons

| This is the 288th story of Our Life Logs | My father started his own technology business at the age of 25 in his parents’ basement, which he grew into a multi-million-dollar company. Entrepreneurship is in my blood. And as they say, the American Dream is to do better than your parents. What they don’t say is what you’ll find out along the way. I’m … Continue reading Weed Barons

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 When I was born in 1982 with waves washing on the shore of our small coastal city, China was just starting to struggle to rise as an economic power. We started off as a typical, average-incomed family. Both my … Continue reading When Being Strong Was My Only Choice