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Even Weirdos Deserve Love
But that all changed in the middle of my second year when I had a diabetic onset. The onset, itself, wasn’t too traumatic, seeing as how...
Feb 7, 20197 min read
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Stepping into Big Farming Boots
I grew up feeling like an only child, as my siblings were much older. My relationship with my siblings was good, but I didn’t see them...
Feb 5, 20196 min read
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Reckless Love
Jewish families (like my own) lined the streets of my neighborhood, the next neighborhood, and so on. My parents, two older brothers...
Jan 2, 20196 min read
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When the Day Brightens
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...
Nov 15, 20187 min read
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A Peddler’s Dream
As a little boy, I would help my father sell fresh cookies in the streets of our city, Lahore. We woke up early on many mornings...
Oct 19, 20186 min read
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The Way We Conquer
These were the questions of a nine-year-old boy, the eldest child in the home, unaware of the coming hardships he might have to face...
Oct 17, 20187 min read
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As It Happens
When my mother was pregnant with me, all the family had been expecting a baby girl. Though when the morning came, they were quite shocked...
Sep 28, 20186 min read
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Scars of Cancer
I grew up in a very close-knit family in Kisumu, Kenya. We were like a big team because we knew we could always rely on each other...
Sep 19, 20186 min read
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The Will to Survive
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...
Aug 28, 20188 min read
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In the Past
My mom was a nurse, and my dad was a realtor in Lekki, Lagos. My dad was strict with me since I was the first born, but my mom had a warm...
Aug 3, 20188 min read
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In the Darkest Hour
My early life was not easy because my father was an alcoholic. He would spend more than half of his salary at the local bar drinking...
Jun 18, 20187 min read
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Feeling Worthy Again
I grew up thinking I was disposable. Throughout my childhood, I was passed around to several houses until my mother decided to take me...
Apr 24, 20186 min read
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A Legacy for Two
| This is the 40th story of Our Life Logs | I was fortunate to be raised by the gentlest and kindest woman I’ve ever known. I was an only...
Mar 30, 20185 min read
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Grateful for Each Day
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...
Mar 23, 20184 min read
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Life Served Me a Lemon
Growing up in the dusty countryside of Kenya was fun and typical for girls of my age in the early 1990s. Life was blissful. Sometimes I...
Mar 8, 20187 min read
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Direction Will Find You
My life was never perfect. I went through some obstacles that would normally scar a child. I experienced losses in my family that pushed...
Mar 2, 20185 min read
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Rising to Breathe Again
All the dreams he shared with me, paying my tuition fee and giving me hope in life, were gone. My future became bleak...
Feb 5, 20186 min read
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