I was never a missionary kid, but because my parents were missionaries before I was born, I’ve inherited some of the MK baggage, both good and bad. What’s it like to grow up in another country? What’s it like to eventually transition back to life in your native land? Do missionaries get a bad rap as entitled, whiny martyrs, or are they elevated as super-saints? Three MKs join me this week to discuss life with one foot in each of two (or more) cultures.