At the start of the month, I embarked once again on something called the “Inktober” challenge. Created by artist Jake Parker, Inktober invites participants to make one piece of art per day during the 31 days of October. I’ve written previously about why I like to participate in…

I enjoy hot peppermint mochas year-round. Going through the Starbucks drive-thru is my favorite daily routine and the only line I don’t mind waiting in. I use it as an opportunity to relax, pray, listen to music, scroll through my phone, read, or gaze out the window. The…

Risk is an essential part of living and as diverse as the humans who partake in it every day. So, saying I’m not a risk-taker is like claiming I don’t need air to breathe. Living is a precarious journey through success and failures. As babies, we are young explorers crawling…

The U.S. Food and Drug Administration (FDA) has approved the abbreviated new drug application (ANDA) for Cipla‘s ambrisentan generic tablets of 5 and 10 mg. These tablets are a generic therapeutic equivalent to Gilead‘s Letairis (ambrisentan; marketed by GlaxoSmithKline under the brand name…

Elena takes a photo with her brother Kiril, and mother Lori. (Photo courtesy of Elena Dimova) Day 1 of 30 This is Elena Dimova’s story: I was born in the middle of 1991 in a country known as Yugoslavia. By the end of the year, Yugoslavia was no more.

It’s been a rough day. I change into my comfy clothes, pour a cup of tea, prop up my pillows, pull up a cozy blanket, and start to write. Others might open with “Dear Diary,” but I begin with a prayer: “Dear God, please help me …” As I mentioned…

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Photo courtesy of Justin Anthony Day 29 of 30 This is Justin Anthony’s story: It was the Easter holiday of 2007, and I made my way to my hometown of Greytown, KwaZulu-Natal, in South Africa. I’d been a student at Wits University, and always loved going home on holiday…

Day 17 of 30 Days of PH⁣ Topic: Treating Anxiety And Depression With Faith This is Ruby’s story When Covid began, my anxiety and depression were finally well controlled by medications. I was playing cards with four ladies once a week and would play with…

Tomorrow, a surgery is taking place, but for once, I won’t be the person counting back from 10 as they’re put to sleep. Instead, it’s my mother who will be undergoing a minor procedure. Fortunately, it’s low risk, but we’ve still had a lot to consider regarding her recovery, which…

“Anna’s an artist,” my mom explained to my nurse on my behalf, during those months when I didn’t have a voice myself. “Oh, that’s awesome!” he exclaimed. “Do you do Inktober?” I shook my head no, and the conversation fizzled. I’m not sure why this exchange stuck with me following…