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AUTHENTIC UNREST

A tired, third-culture-kid's journey

Welcome to authentic unrest, a home for some unique stories. authentic unrest has added such value to my life and I love having the opportunity to share my struggles with my mental health, my experience as a Missionary Kid, my growth and thoughts with other TCK readers. Read on, enjoy, be kind and be brave.

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Saturday

The moments after that final gasp That plea for mercy, the Son’s call Out of the Forsaking Father’s grasp He hung, wilted, a crime-less...

Guilt and Grief as a Missionary Kid

I had a friend in Angola. Her name was Fina. She was beautiful. Her smile was pure. Joy overflowing. Her eyes were intelligent. Her voice...

Born Abroad, Born Again

'But our citizenship is in Heaven, and from it we await a Saviour, the Lord Jesus Christ.' - Philippians 3:20 ESV I have two birth...

Sundays

Sundays are for the homesick For those gruelling runs alone For the heart pounding in an earthly body As the spirit longs for creation...

Coming Home to Cambridge

Last month my cousin came to visit for a weekend. I took her into town for a bit of Christmas shopping. We pushed my child’s pram against...

On Belonging - Part Two

Maps and Birth - The Guilt of Not Belonging A few years ago I wrote a post for a friend’s blog. I wrote about my experience as a TCK and...

On Belonging - Part One

BALLET One, two, three, four. We dip our legs down and touch the floor. Five, six, seven, eight. We raise our arm’s to heaven’s gate....

Dear Little One

A letter for my daughter, a third generation TCK. Dear Little One I stare at your little fingers curled into fists and wonder at the...

On Writing - Again

I haven’t written in quite a while. Life has been hectic and the time to sit down and formulate complete thoughts into digestible...

Grandma - Legacy of Brave Delight

To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus All the glory evermore to Him When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat Yet not I, but...

Living in Faith and Fighting Dementors

You have put me in the depths of the pit, in the regions dark and deep. Your wrath lies heavy upon me, and you overwhelm me with all your...

Grief Unheard

Grief unheard Grief unspoken Grief unseen Grief well hidden Grief turned to action Grief buried deep Grief unknown, unbidden Grief unable...

On Passports and Identity as a TCK

My American passport was on the brink of expiration, so last week I sent it to the US Embassy in London. Along with that renewal comes a...

On choosing life and learning to rejoice

Last week Taylor Swift announced her second surprise album of 2020, evermore. Her first album of the year, folklore, was released in the...

When the Illness is Inside

I used to run a lot. An excessive amount. I used to be what those sweaty, Nike-wearing, time-checking early morning people call ‘a...

When Your Home is Out of Place

There is a dollhouse upstairs in Crieff. Painted blue on the outside with an unfinished shingle roof, it waits. It has four rooms, all...

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