I am an unchatty Cathy, a blogger using the last name of my beloved grandmother, a woman of faith who showed me the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight (1 Peter 3:3-4).
I am Innie Me, an introvert with a mind full of unspoken thoughts. My uncle Fred wrote a limerick about me in a longer poem about my family. What was I thinking as I sat there quietly? Was I suppressing an urge to shout? Did I have unsaid words that longed to come out?
A flower that would blossom, if we waited awhile.
The answer is yes. Before I started blogging at age 48, I often suppressed the urge to express myself. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to speak. It wasn’t because I had nothing to say. It was because it takes longer for my introverted mind to formulate my thoughts into the spoken word than it does for an extrovert. When I learned about introversion, I realized that it was completely natural and normal for me to hold back my words. I realized it was completely natural and normal for me to be content spending a lot of time in my own head.
I am Innie Me, a spiritual person who likes to engage in introspection. For in my inner being, I delight in God’s law. Writing helped me find a purpose – sharing my spiritual journey and insights with others.