A Life of My Own

| This is the 140th story of Our Life Logs | Remember that episode of The Simpsons when Bart divorces his parents? He moves into a wicked loft-style apartment with what little possessions he owns and has the time of his life, or so it seems—until the over-exaggerated shadow of a deranged rat scares the living daylights out of him and he returns home. That … Continue reading A Life of My Own

The Will to Survive

| This is the 138th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1913 on the island of Hainan, China. I was the eldest child in my family. We went on a long sea voyage to Malaya, a then-British colony in Southeast Asia. My parents settled in a small community near the sea called Kuantan. I grew up there, helping my mother care … Continue reading The Will to Survive

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

Life Expands to Fill in the Gaps

| This is the 135th story of Our Life Logs | I lived in Bury in England on a small dairy farm with my parents and younger sister. Life was blissful on our farm in the late 1950s. My job was to look after the chickens and then collect and clean their eggs. As a family, we all worked together to keep the farm running. … Continue reading Life Expands to Fill in the Gaps

Where There Is Happiness

| This is the 132nd story of Our Life Logs | When I close my eyes, I can still see the two sunlit rivers and the wide mountain meadows surrounding our house. I was born on a cold February day in 1951 in a tiny cottage of Ptchelinovo, Bulgaria. Growing up, all my family lived in a two-story house. My immediate family inhabited the first story, … Continue reading Where There Is Happiness