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Black sheep #5 here I come from a family of 8 (5 girls and 3 boys). I actually have a painting that was given to me years ago that is a scene of rolling hills, lush greenery, a brook running through it with animals on the hillside. Guess what stands out to me the most? A beautiful black sheep....which depicts me

I used to think I was adopted as I never felt like I belonged with them...there is quite an age gap between the older ones and myself and baby brother (I am the youngest girl). Him and I are close but the rest of them? uh uh...but you know? It's ok...I am more accepting of it now than I was years ago. I never felt more alone than I did the day of my Mom's funeral...they were all on one side of the room and there I was...it was sad when I think about it but I am ok ..the same thing happened at my Dad's funeral as well. I was so close to both my parents that I sometimes think they were jealous of our closeness.

I used to want to have the close knit family that you imagine a big family would be like and we are nowhere near that. The rest of them are super close...almost like 2 families in one.

Keep your head high and know that you are special. Black sheep are unique and that is what you are. Live your life for you and noone else.


Heather

"The Pessimist complains about the wind, the Optimist expects it to change and the REALIST adjusts his sails." ~~~author unknown