I started calling this time “The Revenge of the Introverts.” One of my daughters said her extroverted friends are going crazy, sheltered at home, socially distancing, and you would think that I, a very social extrovert, would be going crazy– but, to my surprise, I am not.
My life is usually very fast-paced. I am often running to a gate to catch a plane, speaking at a conference, staying in hotels or homes on the road, missing my husband (it’s lonely on the road), trying to eat healthy and kosher, meetings, more planes, running, running, running.
And now a forced stop. And I love it.
Do I miss people? I guess—kind of. But I get to see a lot of them every day at Zoom meetings and classes. The ones I really miss are our kids and granddaughter– virtual is just not the same.
But much to my surprise, I am happier now than I can remember. I love being at home. I love, and (thankfully) like my husband, and we are enjoying this time together. I am learning the Hebrew names for fruits and vegetables so I can order them fresh from the Shuk for same-day delivery. We have a home that we love in Jerusalem; we have wifi. And we are alive.
When was the last time you were just so grateful to be alive?
No one knows what the future holds, no one. What we have is the precious gift of now. So since we can’t control the future, let’s take pleasure in just being.
Take a deep breath. Count your blessings. Introvert or extrovert, slowly we will all emerge. But if we go back to “the way it was,” this would have been for nothing. What lessons have you learned? For me, I’m done running. I’m into being.