Personal Stories

Brushed by Death, Redeemed by Life

Nanatiling mabigat ang hangin sa silid, tila baga’y nakalimutang huminga ang mundo. Bawat sandali’y nakapako sa katahimikan, maliban sa basag kong paghinga at sa banayad na pagtama ng panulat sa papel.

My tears blurred

San Diego, 1990‘s

I. The Market of Silicon and Smoke

Starting at the age of 14, every other Saturday, my parents unknowingly chauffeured me to my first real economic battlefield: the Scottish Rite Center — San Diego’s cathedral of cables,

I was all set. I had found my perfect spot.

I’d been eagerly waiting for this moment as I walked down to Montel’s newly revamped town square, right in front of the imposing 18th-century-style Mairie. The day before, our self-congratulatory

Like so many other things, there is a redemption story within the franchise. A modernized version of those classic uniforms and colors, as well as new owners will breathe life back into a sleepwalking franchise. The fan base that has

When I was younger, I thought love would be simple.

You meet someone, fall hopelessly for them, and that’s it. Happily ever after… dadahhh !!!

But then I grew up.

Now I am surrounded by people who’ve “settled down.”

I

When you were in elementary school, you said you don’t want to be a smoker, don’t want to drink alcohol, and drugs. But you tried smoking for the first time when you were in 4th grade and start enjoying it

When Your Body Makes the Decision for You

My decision to work from home wasn’t a lifestyle choice. It was a medical sentence.

After a brutal back injury and complicated surgery, the doctor’s words cut through any denial I had

Ayunan langkahku semakin cepat tatkala pengumuman kedatangan kereta Logawa relasi Jember — Purwokerto menggema di udara, memacu siapapun yang berstatus sebagai calon penumpangnya untuk segera bangkit dari posisi masing-masing demi

From brokenness to stories that heal.

I am both the shadow and the light, a woman who has lived on edges most people never

Let’s talk about something no one wants to talk about: pooping.

It’s always been hard for me to go — even as a kid. I used to sit there for ages, frustrated, trying to “will” my body into cooperating. One day, out