“Cleaning out my closets and came across a dusty old book, buried and forgotten in there. I sat down and opened it up. It’s about a little girl in Finland with blonde ringlets who got mad at her grandmother and decided to walk to America. Buck naked except for the bright yellow Nokia rain boots. That’s how the journey started. Forward 53 years and I’m still that girl with a lifetime of adventure and walkabouts in between. I did end up in America, a country I embrace as my own, but the path here came with many detours and dead ends,but I’m here. Finally.” AdventureDeterminedJourney Of LifePath Of LifeEmbrace The JourneyThirdculturekidWalkabout Author:Riitta Klint
“I gave haircuts this morning. The boys think I should do them just like the short-term beautician who was here. Their regular cut with her was a shave up the side coming to a v in the back. Right. Well, I did my best. Josh thinks he may need to wear a hat all weekend. The All West African baseball tournament is in Lomé, and he doesn’t have two days to wait until a bad haircut turns into a good one. Grandpa always said, ‘The only difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is two days.” HumorMissionaryAfricaThirdculturekid Book:What God Can Do: Letters to My Mom from the Medical Mission Field of Togo, West Africa Source: What God Can Do: Letters to My Mom from the Medical Mission Field of Togo, West Africa