When we met and started dating, Isaac was a brand new freshman. He was that kid that comes in talking with plenty of braggadocio and sarcasm that never quit. He had European humor (perceived often as completely inappropriate by American Bible college students) and loved being in front of a crowd. He wasn't shy in any way, shape, or form. He was more of a loud-mouth.
I, on the other hand, was known for being sweet and much quieter. I liked sitting in corners and watching people, I hated having all eyes focused on me, and I was timid in most social situations and way behind current cultural trends in most areas of life.
It's been 10 years, and last week on the way home from a meeting, we decided that we might just have switched personalities. I might just be the more extroverted person in our marriage, and Isaac just might be the introvert. Whaaaa...? How can I, the quiet girl, be an extrovert? How can that loud freshman kid have ended up as an introvert?
In the end, I am still shy, but shy doesn't necessarily have anything to do with introverted or extroverted. I still hate being the center of attention and I am by no means a leader. I hate being new. Despite that, I am still someone that loves people and having fun with people.... once I'm settled enough to feel comfortable. It's true... I draw energy from crowds. Isaac is still more confident, a natural leader, and a dominant and fun personality. Despite that, he really is a homebody and increasingly an introvert.
I wrote about my senior year of high school, which was one of those times. I had times where I was settled into undergrad and was quite extroverted. Now, after years of living and working in one place, I find myself again edging into extroversion.