I recently discovered that I am an ambivert. Halfway between being an introvert and extrovert. And it only took me 37 years to figure that one out!
When I was younger, I was strongly extroverted. I was a cheerleader in high-school, I sang solos at church. Even now, I was recently asked to speak at an event, and I was excited beyond belief! (Asking me if I want to get up and speak about God to a group of people is like asking me if I want to breathe).
Back in college I lived in houses with 7, 8 even 9 women. And I loved it. Always someone to talk to! Once a housemate told me that she needed regular “alone time” and I had absolutely no idea what she meant by that.
I lived by myself for 6 loooooong weeks before I got married – and I hated it. Never again! If someday I become a widow, I will move in with my kids, or live it up Golden Girl style (minus all the loose living of course!)
Yet the older I get, the more introverted I have become. I need time to myself, time to reflect, time to think. I process by writing (shocking, I know.) I love to do nothing but stay home for a whole weekend. Of course my home is also home to 4 other people, so it’s not exactly like I am there alone.
Recently our car was in the shop for TWO weeks (yes, TWO weeks). Which meant the whole family had to drive me to and from work. Which meant that I also lost my “alone” time. I found myself desperately seeking the quiet. Greatly missing the time to be alone with my thoughts and my God. Thankfully we picked up the car today!
I have found that I need just the exact amount of balance between the social and the solitude to keep my life in happy harmony. Too little time to myself and I feel like a mess. Too much time, and I want to climb the walls.
Finding the happy medium brings peace and order into my life. Hmmmm….PEACE.
“Seek peace and pursue it” Psalm 34:14b