By now, most of you know that I grew up overseas. As a Missionary's Kid, I was given an opportunity that I often took (and take) for granted, but definitely realize that the entire experience airs on the side of super-fortunate.
When I think back over my time as an MK, my memories wouldn't be complete without one particular person. If I think about Bangladesh...she's there.
This picture of me and Em was taken just last week in Branson, where she was vacaying and I was chillaxin' with the 'rents. And I was thrilled beyond Texas to see her and her mama, Aunt Patt (all missionary kids refer to the other missionaries as "aunt" and "uncle." It's just how we roll.)
Before I get too far away from this picture...do you see how tall she is? Jiminy Cricket. Um...I'm also standing on my tippy-toes. And she's just as gorgeous as ever.
Anyway...Em and I were raised together. Both of our families arrived in Bangladesh at the same time and both waded through the knee-deep waters of culture shock together. Emily and I were the same age, and we instantly bonded. Em's parents were my parents' BFFs, and they went to Language School together, as well as muddling through the first months of ministry together. We lived in a duplex with Emily's family, so the togetherness was end.less. Emily's younger brother, Nathan, always wanted to be like us, and my big sister, Michele, couldn't stand us. We were family. Plain and simple. Family.
Here's some early pictures that Jim-Dad dug up of me and The Divine Miss Em....
That's me and Emily getting off of our school bus and heading for the house. We went to the American School for our first year in the country (we were later home-schooled), and every morning and afternoon, our aiyahs would walk us to and from the bus-stop. The pretty lady in red with me was my aiyah, Cecilia. The unfortunate looking guy escorting Emily was Cecilia's good-for-nothing husband Shamir. If you want to get Jim-Dad stirred up, just get him started on Shamir. Whoa.Nelly.
Back to last week. It was so great to sit and visit with Emily and Aunt Patt. Emily had also brought a friend of hers with them, and Nathan's soon-to-be-fiance was with them, too. Cannot believe that little Nate is old enough to be gettin' hitched.
A lot of time has gone by.
But some relationships last forever.
You can't quit family.