I can totally relate to this unusual day of celebration. I used to be an introvert. At least for the first thirty or so years of my life. “How can she say that,” you may ask? I’m a performer, a teacher, a writer. I put myself out there all the time. I almost feel like an AA member, admitting my past sins, when I reveal that my name is Kathy and I’m an introvert.

The year 2020 made me realize, I liked being an introvert and there really was nothing wrong with the syndrome, except for what the world imagines about those who prefer to be alone. In the ten months of a worldwide pandemic, I realized that I still enjoy being alone. I don’t crave it as I once did. I don’t run to hide within my own world anymore, but I do truly treasure moments by myself. Those moments gave way to new creative thinking and time to formulate, plan ahead and do some of things I wanted to accomplish.

I used to be a schizophrenic and so was I, but I digress.

During my time as a teacher, I was learning right alongside my students. I discovered that the stage was the perfect place to express myself. As a child, my refuge was reading and I still enjoy a good book if I can keep my eyes open long enough to finish one. I often retreated to my inner world when I started tapping out words on my typewriter. I felt that my hidden voice could be deciphered through those words.

Being an introvert isn’t a bad thing. I’ve been both introvert and extrovert through my 78 years of life and both of them are really overrated. I supposed when you don’t want to have any social interaction it becomes a problem, but I never slipped that deeply into introvertism (if that’s even a word.) Balance seems to be the answer for most folks.

When we look back in history, some of the smartest individuals were introverts.
Some of our greatest scientists, artists, writers and creative thinkers preferred to be alone. Even Jesus needed time to Himself when He grew weary of the crowds.

So today we celebrate with all the introverts out there.



About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. hatrack4 says:

    But how do we celebrate? Do we plan a party and then hope nobody shows up? To we simply enjoy staying six feet apart? Of course, this is an old post, and I missed a day devoted to Meeeee! Okay, there are others…

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