To Survive Again: A COVID-19 Story
| This is the 564th story of Our Life Logs® | I was born and raised in Las Vegas in the 1960s as an only child. I had a wonderful...
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Feb 5, 20217 min read
Brighter Days Are Waiting
| This is the 558th story of Our Life Logs® | My name is Felicia, but people call me Foxy because my high cheekbones and dark chocolate...
Oct 21, 20207 min read
Secrets from the Grave
As we gathered up belongings we could fit in our hands, we sulked out the door, knowing that life was never going to be the same after this.
Jun 19, 20206 min read
One Day: A COVID-19 Story
Coming from an area where many are illiterate, we had no idea what the virus truly was or how deadly it was. All we knew was that it was
Apr 15, 20207 min read
I Will Miss You Forever
My parents waited anxiously for my birth as I was their first child. They loved me like no other and dotted over me, but our poverty...
Mar 30, 20207 min read
I Look to You, Dear Daughter
As the baby of the family, I was the apple of everyone’s eye. My dad was a businessperson who worked at a supermarket...
Mar 17, 20206 min read
The Girl Who Fought Her Own Battle
I remember the fear in my mother’s eyes...I remember the pounding of my heart. It was the first night my father came home drunk...
Mar 5, 20208 min read
She Will Not Live This Way
Growing up, I saw thousands of faces in my town. I was born in Kasur, Punjab, in Pakistan. Kasur is a very small city...
Feb 14, 20207 min read
The Greatest Honor
My father made little money as a government officer and could not afford to take care of us kids...
Jan 15, 20208 min read
Life Is What You Bake It
As the positive comments rolled in at the potluck, I could feel myself begin to float. Maybe I really could do this...
Dec 21, 20199 min read
Stronger Than the Tiger
Our village was surrounded by the forest on all sides, but those were not forests children could play in, because there were tigers...
Nov 27, 20199 min read
Forward Is the Only Direction
Those early years were rough on my mother as she was battling demons in the early stages of her alcoholism and drug addiction...
Nov 27, 201911 min read
The Stolen Child
“We have to move, baby,” my mom’s voice was tense. “Get packing.” I did as I was told; it was routine...
Nov 22, 20196 min read
Do Not Lose Heart
my father was a poor shopkeeper with little earnings to feed, clothe, and provide for my mother, my four siblings, and me...
Nov 21, 20195 min read
Soon I Will Dream
My childhood was a distressing one because we never had enough to eat or spend on ourselves. Since I could remember, my father...
Nov 14, 20198 min read
A Light at the End of the Tunnel
...Lagos, Nigeria, a sparsely over-populated city with a mix of lifestyles and cultures. It was like the America of Nigeria...
Oct 28, 20197 min read
I Feel My Roots
My city, Karachi, is simply magical. It’s one of the largest, most populated cities in the world and it is the economic hub of Pakistan...
Oct 11, 20198 min read
Fighting Free
Maybe it would have been a lot different if life had stayed peaceful and carefree like when I first came into this world...
Sep 27, 20197 min read
The Light That Shows Me the Way
I remember one time my brothers and I had to avoid drops of blood splattered on the pavement that followed our path to school...
Sep 26, 20197 min read
To Dream of Borders
My childhood was simple, as is most of life in our community. And for many years, it was all I knew, all I needed...
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