The Little Metal Suitcase

This is the 68th story of Our Life Logs. I was born in 1961, and grew up in Toluca, Mexico with my mother, father, my four siblings, and my father’s family. We lived in a tiny, one-bedroom abode, because my father did not make much money being a school teacher. He was often innovative, once using newspaper to keep our feet safe when our shoes had … Continue reading The Little Metal Suitcase

Grateful for Each Day

I’ve lived in Ohio my whole life and have been given wonderful blessings. These blessings wouldn’t be in my life if it wasn’t for my faith in God. I was raised Christian and taught to make God a priority. However, this was not something I was able to do from a young age. I had heard stories of children that found their faith and devotion … Continue reading Grateful for Each Day

Making a Difference

All my life, I have always wanted to help others. I have seen persecution, racism, and blind hatred for those who are different or deemed unworthy. I have seen these people for what they are, and they are not animals. They are human beings. I have tried to dedicate what I can to these marginalized groups; whether its refugees, Muslims, people who are severely impoverished, … Continue reading Making a Difference