Thoreau said, “If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.” Oliver Wendell Holmes wrote about those who die with all their music in them. Many, if not most, people travel from the freedom of childhood to a world where certain things are expected of them. In this world, “normal” is whatever a majority in a group decide, and woe to those who deviate. These people are seen as odd, or annoying.
Melody at dancepartiesintherain, a friend in our church community, has written a good post about growing up as one of those “annoying” folks. This is a good read for anyone who has ever felt like the odd one and been criticized. It was encouraging to this fifty-something who is still learning to be who God created. Check out i didn’t know i was annoying. You’ll be glad you did.
I get that. I am some what of a contrarian
The thing I like about getting older is you can do just about anything you want and folks just say you're eccentric. 🙂