Being "normal"

I have not lived a normal life. Then again, what is "normal" anyway? Here are some definitions I found through Google:

Definitions of normal on the Web:
-conforming with or constituting a norm or standard or level or type or social norm; not abnormal; "serve wine at normal room temperature"; "normal ...
-in accordance with scientific laws
-being approximately average or within certain limits in e.g. intelligence and development

Nope, not normal. Definitely not average! Growing up in one of the poorest countries of the world. Going to high school in the middle of a coffee plantation in Africa. Traveling around the world several times before I was even 18. Learning to read and write in different languages. Playing among banana, crabapple and mulberry trees. Learning how to ride a bike on a brick road at a medical compound in the tropics. Swimming in the Bay of Bengal and the Indian Ocean. Having a monkey in the wild take a cookie right out of my hand.

These are some of the experiences of my life. So as an adult, having now lived in the USA for almost 17 years, I still find that being normal does not come naturally for me. My whole life, I've always been different. I was white in a nation of brown or black, blue eyes among the brown. Fitting in has always been a struggle for me. Where exactly do you put a square peg when all the holes are round?