As a pre-schooler, I used to be horrified to realize that anyone actually noticed I existed.
Oh, the burdens of being an introvert in an extroverted world.
Yes, I was that little shy girl, and despite thinking I’d somehow grown out of that, I’m discovering that same girl is still within.
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| Shy girl and her big sister circa 1969 |
I want to honor her so I’m doing so with some reflections on the topic of the introverted nature.
Go ahead, take a peek on Peace Garden Writer. Don’t be shy. Unless you are. Then go ahead and be shy, but it’s okay still to look. I promise I won’t bite!
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