There would be many days that I would come home so excited from a great day at work only to be greeted by anger, resentment, and depression.

I used to ask, “What is the purpose of educating young girls? What are they good for? Why would I ever want a daughter...

With so little to do, teenagers hung out and partied in the barns. Life in our community was slow—with the exception of the one...

Big or small, everyone makes plans for their future. As a girl who loved to dream, I had made plenty. Whether we lose ourselves in...

I have always been an easy-going person. Most of my life, I had basically had one mood: happy, more than able to roll with the punches.

We were a short 10-minute drive away from the bustling capital city of Kuala Lumpur. Our backyard opened to lush green jungle that...

Life has a funny way of teaching us lessons, right? For me, it seems like every time I say, “I won’t do this” or “I won’t become that...

Let me take you back to when I was just six years old. My chronic asthma was a plague against my childhood, as I was in the hospital more...

I had an easy upbringing. My father was a school teacher, and my mother a housewife. Our family was close-knit, and we all supported each...

| This is the 43rd story of Our Life Logs | If I was only allowed to describe myself with one word, I’d choose adaptive. My childhood was spaced out across the United States and Europe. My father was in the military, so we had to move wherever he was stationed. Between kindergarten and the end of high school, I had gone to 16 different schools. From all the moving, I developed an ability to accommodate change. Being exposed to many different cultures and people helped me lear