I grew up in a serious, conservative, large Catholic family. I realized at a fairly early age I was absolutely none of those things. I always felt different. And back then, I didn't think of being different as anything favorable. In fact, because I was a sensitive child, I found it isolating and sensed I was misunderstood.
I was the black sheep of my family.
I encouraged my kids to be different.
And one of them is particularly different. Just not in a way that I ever expected. I anticipated a whole spectrum of contrasting views about a huge array of issues. I was so mentally prepared to welcome them all with open arms. Discussing them all over a nice dinner of healthy, organic, sustainable, fair trade lentil loaf. I WAS THERE I TELL YOU. Until I discovered, one of my kids is *gasp* conservative. Whaaaaaaaaaaattttttt? Where did this come from?
Maybe it's mandatory that every family have a black sheep.
To challenge everything you thought about yourself and everything else.