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