Today was a very emotional day...good emotions, for sure, but emotional nonetheless. Today we were introduced, in detail, to the concept of a Third Culture Kid (TCK). This was a very eye opening experience for me (Michael) as I truly realized who I am...I have always celebrated my uniqueness as a missionary's kid (MK) but I don't think I gave my experience enough value. I always compared my experience to that of my sisters...they spent the vast majority of their childhood years in Venezuela; they made friends, grew up as spanish speakers, and definitely experienced the reality of living in and being part of a different culture. I on the other hand was "just" born there. I didn't really make any lasting friendships, I no longer speak spanish, and my connection to the culture of Venezuela is more of a vicarious one through the experience of my family. The problem is...I never really felt like I belonged when we moved back to the states. So, even though I didn'...