When I tell people I’m 100 years old, their eyes widen like they’re looking at a rare gem. I suppose I am, but I don’t see it that way...

While working on the farm as a young boy, I had time to daydream. As I milked cows and plucked chickens, I played the “what-if” game with...

During this time in the United States, children were free to play outside without much danger. It was a simpler yet happier time, a time...

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...

When I was a little girl, I can remember my dad saying to me, my brother, and my sister: “Your papaw was a good man, and I’ve tried my...

After my parents divorced four years after my birth, I was raised by my paternal grandparents on their farm. At times, I had a trying...

My parents first arrived in this town after immigrating from Algeria during the national crisis in the 80s. Since its independence...

Living life and fully enjoying it needs both a deliberate tact and perseverance. As long as you have a will, no mountain peak will ever...

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...

When it appears that the world is trying to destroy you, you have two options. You can let it, or you can fight back. Even in times when...

Walking away from Wall Street was something I had to do to find happiness in my life. That kind of lifestyle wasn’t how I wanted to spend...

I’ve experienced many cracks in the road of my life, but I continue driving. Some of the cracks turned out to be deep potholes that...

My father, however, was a very adventurous person. He was not satisfied with what he had and wanted to do something different. Without...

I had a great upbringing. I was raised by my parents and nurtured by travel. These were the building blocks that paved the road I have...

| 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...

| This is the 41st story of Our Life Logs | Life is about gathering research. We do not know our solutions or our destinations until we...

| This is the 39th story of Our Life Logs | “The very fact that you have a desire or a dream means that you have the corresponding...

When both of your marriages end because of infidelity, it can be hard to trust that there’s honest love out there anymore. Moving forward...

It seemed that loss followed me wherever I went. Life kept throwing me curve-balls, but I tried not to stay down for long. I learned that...

I did not have an easy beginning. The terror of sexual abuse haunted my adolescence, but I didn’t let that stop me from rising above it...