I’ve always been the person drawn to the homeless or anyone who happens to have special needs. Truth is, we are all people who happen to have special needs. These needs are more visible in some and yet deeply hidden in others. But it always surfaces somehow. At times I often felt “different." I know there were many times in my younger days in which I would try to fit in. Yet, it seemed God always blessed me with a friend who I felt comfortable with to be my silly self. Sometimes we spend so much energy trying to fit in and trying to be this fictitious idea of a 'normal’ person. We wear many masks to fit in with each group accordingly. Yet we all truly yearn to take off the masks and to be accepted for who we truly are. The older I get, the more I strive to be me. The true silly, goofy, hot mess, and slow to process at times me. The truly loving, caring, nonjudgmental, and compassionate me who sometimes falls short in these areas. I no longer desire to put on a mask of being this or being that. What good am I to my fellow brother or sister if I pretend to be something I am not? I am robbing them and mostly importantly myself. I’m robbing myself of pure freedom to be who God created me to be. We are all put here for a reason. I've come to really admire the wonderful individuals I've met with visible special needs. They are truly free and what you see is what you get, nothing hidden. We all serve a purpose. From trees to a cool gentle breeze, everything serves a purpose. Each day I strive to rise and authentically be me, mask free. The me God created me to be. It’s easy to pretend and yet difficult to stand out. Don’t be afraid to stand out for you serve a purpose.