I'll warn you now, this is a long post for the usual *woman of few words*
Yes this is really my Dad-- not some movie star.
Happy birthday on Sat. Dad. Love you!
Have I mentioned that I also love picnik - first a little color adjusting to warm it up, then crop a bit, then 60's effect, then sepia with some color added back, then clone out some of the age specks, then frame with postage stamp, and add a caption.
Voila ! Today I have a handful of photos to prove that we indeed lived in some pretty interesting places once upon a time. And if I hadn't described all this in detail you might have gotten the mistaken impression that I had these darling postage stamp photos lying around all over the place.
I owe a great debt of gratitude to my parents for being brave enough to leave these sunny shores and embark on the great adventure that was our life. For them to serve as missionaries in Portugal, Spain, Morocco, and Aruba, for the next 40 something years, takes true and brave hearts.
Strangely, my husband ( whose family were also missionaries) and I married, built a house on 20 acres and put down such deep roots that we hardly ventured across time zones much less international date lines with our 3 girls. I guess the adventurous spirit was all used up for us in our youth.
Sadly for our children then, we were only able to pass on the Global Perspective through tales and perhaps osmosis. The books I chose for our home library tended to also be set in foreign countries which is probably the second best way, besides travel , of getting a child out of their small world view.