Simple routines on a farm had me dreaming of life beyond our vast fields. I decided at a young age that I would love to travel the world...

A few months into my first year of college, my mother called my sister and me into her room. From the tone in her voice, anyone could...

My father, a labor union leader who was tangled up in domestic politics, married at the young age of 17. But how could he not?...

I grew up watching how hard my father worked to earn bread for us. Because he was a mason, my father spent his days under the hot sun...

I was born...in Bulgaria to immigrant parents...I was the oldest daughter, with a Turkish father who was a Muslim and a Jewish mother...

I was the oldest of six children and often had to help with the chores on the farm and at home. It was great having so many...

I was the son of a working mom from the Midwest and a devoted dad that had immigrated to the US from Mexico at an early age...

By Georgia, my parents got divorced. After seeing their marriage decay, I stopped believing in love. I stopped believing that I would be...

We were not rich, but we lived a happy and comfortable life. I saw the world through their eyes and everything seemed wonderfully...

That all changed in the summer of 1941, when the Second World War hit our snowy streets. Slowly, food became a luxury...

We were Turkish, and like the other Turkish families in Germany, my sister and I were taught to be responsible and helpful...

My entire family practiced Buddhism. For every holy day, one would see us together in the local temple...

I was never the kind of person who had an abundance of friends. On the bus, I’d find the first available seat and sit there quietly...

My new parents were loving, good-hearted people who tried to adopt children with special needs who otherwise might not get the care they...

Tim Han, my mentor and savior, taught me that “Our mess is our message.” So, I guess I have a big message because my life has sure been a...

I stared blankly at the interviewer, unable to comprehend the words she had uttered. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes...

The seeds of generosity and good will that my parents instilled in me were certainly part of what sparked my interest in becoming a nurse...

Growing up in the 1980s, we spent our days running off with neighborhood friends, only returning home when the hum of the streetlights ...

I had an eventful and adventure-filled childhood because I was a wild kid. I always found myself in trouble with just about everyone...

It’s crazy to look back on my life and see that I went from a nun candidate to a mother of five. For years, I wondered why...