Author’s Note: I misplaced my notebook with the prompts for this challenge and just found it again last week, so I’ll post to get caught up and hopefully I won’t get behind again.
One of the biggest challenges I’ve had to overcome in my life is my introvertedness. When I was a child, I was extremely shy, to the point where my mother found me by myself reading a book at my ninth birthday party. In my defense, we’d lived in the neighborhood less than two months, and making friends was excruciatingly difficult, but that was the stranglehold being an introverted geek had on me. I was a loner during most of my formative years and quite frankly, if I were a teenager today, those character traits would probably put at least a dozen red flags on my record. The most wonderful thing happened in my late teens, though, something that brought me out of my shell and completely changed my life — I met my husband when I was a sophomore in college. I never thought an introvert like myself could just sit and talk to a stranger for three hours straight, but there was just something about him that made it easy to do just that. He was an extrovert, so the fact he initiated the conversation was so refreshing. We’ve been together nearly 25 years now and his gregarious and outgoing nature has helped me become the person I am today. In 2000, we moved from Tennessee to Massachusetts, where I knew absolutely no one- that would have been a crippling undertaking on my own; indeed, if I had never met Bill, I’d still be the same mousy nerd I was 30 years ago. With his gentle guidance, I’ve blossomed in a way I never thought possible. I’m still an introvert until I really get to know someone, and I still couldn’t walk into a room of strangers and work the room on my own, but I’m now what I call an “extroverted introvert” and I’m eternally grateful for the impact my husband’s example has had on my life.