a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.
“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Life is growth. If we do not invest in our personal and spiritual growth, it is the same as dying. Before we seek growth in others, we need to commit to it in ourselves.
I’m a dyed-in-the-wool introvert. I’ve often described myself as the person at a neighborhood dinner party that prefers to spend the evening with the family dog. But I’m also an entrepreneur. I enjoy building businesses from the ground up. I love the pace, the excitement and the decision making required to make a start-up successful.
Earlier this month was the 50th anniversary of the Loving v Virginia US Supreme Court decision that struck down laws against interracial marriage in the United States. While this landmark decision didn’t affect most couples in this country, it ended up being very important to me. I’m from the south and I’ve been in an interracial relationship for almost 20 years and married for 16 of them.
I knew very early on that I was an introvert. Of course I didn’t know that’s what it was called back then; I doubt many people did. As a kid, I was simply referred to as “quiet” or “shy”. I was just as happy being alone in my room with a book as I was outside playing with my friends. Shy? You bet; painfully so at times, especially around girls. (I can’t remember the last girlfriend I had that didn’t have to make the first move. And that includes my current wife). But as Susan Cain writes in her book, “Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking“, shy and introverted are not necessarily the same, and it is important that we recognize the distinctions.