When I was a child with a heart condition that put me in the hospital and made me different from my peers in many ways, I often felt like the weird one.
These days, when I feel like the weird one, it’s a source of happiness and pride, not shame.
As I create my last blog post for my first trip to Halifax, which image is the weird one?
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On World Beard Day, I’m glad my bearded and wonderfully weird son is going to be staying in Halifax, a city which seems to embrace the weird ones.
Here’s what I find when I search for “the weird one” on YouTube.
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Thanks from this weird one to all the weird and wonderful ones out there, including YOU!
