When the Extrovert Becomes an Introvert

I don't know how or when it happened.

In high school, college, and most of my married life; I was a joiner.

I joined IN...

I loved to go to social gatherings, meetings, church events, parties, dinner at friends' or our home.  I loved to be part of whatever was going on in the community.

And, then a few years ago, I wanted to be left ALONE.

Be by myself.

Be sort of anonymous.

It all seems rather strange from what I was previously......

But, I'm reading letters to my parents that were written by me over 23 years of raising children....and in almost EVERY letter I proclaim how B.U.S.Y. life is!

How hectic our schedule, how involved with church, school, community each of the 7 of us was.

So, maybe, just maybe, I got burned out.

I don't know.

But, I've definitely changed in my very soul - in my very being.

And, truthfully, it sort of scares me because it's not good to lose sociability...which I haven't yet, but it is true, that I'm content most of the time, to be solitary.  I'm grateful for RAH, of course.  And he fulfills my social needs very well.  We have a good time together.

My neighbor, DC, does not like to be alone.  Her daughter and grandchildren live close by and they do everything together: shopping, vacations, trips, movies, eating out, swimming, etc.  She is always with her family.  And, it does make me a bit jealous because none of my family lives close by...I yearn for connection to family.

BUT, having said that, I still do like my space.

I hope that's not wrong or unhealthy.

Someday, I'll probably regret my solitary ways...but for now, I like the way life is.  I am busy, productive, serve in the church....

And, it suits me!