Collective Stories from the Mixed-Up, yet Logical Mind of a Missionary Kid
I love to write…..
I always have. Writing was therapeutic for me as a child, then as a teenager, and most certainly, it has been therapeutic for me as an adult. I love looking back at something I have written, and laughing, or even sometimes crying, over my experiences. Laugh or cry, one thing I know for sure. I have lived a blessed and WONDERFUL life. My experiences as a missionary kid formed me, shaped me, molded me….yes. Those experiences growing up in Ecuador, they made me who I am. Following, are a few of my favorite stories/memories that I have written down. I will add more. As time allows, or as something hits me and makes me remember.
Click the story you want to read. Maybe you should read them all.