I am the oldest child of 5 siblings.  Among us, I am the most different, and the older I grew, the more I noticed these differences.  The labels that were passed on to me felt unfair because I knew I was more than what people would call me.  I will admit that it did bother me some...OK, a lot, but when I came to realize that I am a child of a loving Father in Heaven, I learned that it is alright to be different.  I love myself just the way that I am, with all my differences, and I celebrate them because I have my own individual divine qualities and talents that I've been blessed with.  I'm sure we can all relate to the stories below.