: Six letters, six minutes. C-L-O-S-E-D at 8:00pm. It’s now 8:06pm. I stare at the bold black letters in front of the weathered “J. Hara’s General Store” with a bit
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In Brighter Tomorrow, we like to share stories of changemakers from all over the world. Here is one from the land down under. In the rural Australian town of Kyneton
What is that one thing you wanted as a child? I bet you eagerly wanted to be an adult. Being an adult meant doing whatever you wanted to do. Why
Trigger Warning: Terminal Care × I was a first-year medical student when a stage 3 cancer patient gave me insight into the patient perspective. She described the heartless demeanor of
Writer’s note: This story is a cocktail of my own lived experience, of observations that spanned my community outreach work in East Africa from 1988 until now. I have seen
I have always dreamed of visiting Dubai, the city of skyscrapers, luxury, and opportunity. I heard stories of how people from different countries and backgrounds found success and happiness in
I had never traveled internationally or spoken any language other than English. Yet somehow, something so seemingly impossible became real. I was about to step out of my comfort zone
Maybe it was the traveling we always used to do. A family of six that would pile into a fire-engine red 1985 Chevy van, a vehicle that could easily hold
Trigger Warning: Mentions of Suicide × It is no understatement that the last few years have been difficult for various reasons. It’s almost too obvious to state that we, in
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