Reckless Love

| This is the 224th story of Our Life Logs | Well, I grew up in the 1960s in the east side suburbs of Cleveland, Ohio—a place I like to call “The Jewish Capital of Ohio.” Jewish families (like my own) lined the streets of my neighborhood, the next neighborhood, and so on. My parents, two older brothers, and I had a solid relationship, with all … Continue reading Reckless Love

Where There Is Healing

| This is the 200th story of Our Life Logs | I was brought into this world in 1984 in a small town in Bulgaria. My parents were rational-minded people who valued thought and logic over feelings and emotions, and were interested in more traditional, Western values. I say this because I grew up with a tendency of curiosity. I wondered why their values did … Continue reading Where There Is Healing

When the Day Brightens

| This is the 194th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1992 at Olmsted Medical Center in Rochester, Minnesota as the youngest in my family. My dad worked at IBM as a programmer and was a protective, caring, and loving man. My mom was a professional pianist and the choir director at Our Savior’s Lutheran Church. I have characteristics from both my … Continue reading When the Day Brightens

I Count Myself Lucky

| This is the 136th story of Our Life Logs | The human spirit is very resilient. We can pick back up when we fail, and fail, and fail. We can find hope when we are still battling monsters. And we can learn all these lessons in a lifetime. I was born in the middle of a mess. After I was born in the early … Continue reading I Count Myself Lucky