There was a class I took recently…one where I was rather timid and shy. During the class, I awkwardly talked to people. Sometimes I succeeded in making pleasant conversation. Other times, I crashed and burned. I knew everyone thought I was very quiet with my reserved demeanor and cautious decision-making.

At the end of the class, everyone said their goodbyes. Hugs abound. People enjoyed everyone’s company and someone suggested having a get-together. Perhaps a reunion. An email thread started, but I could tell that nobody was making the initial move to stake a place.

So I did. I proposed a time and a location. I suggested an itinerary, gathering nearby places for dinner and suggesting potential transportation. Without thinking, I had organized the event…outspoken in my event planning and proposal.

When we did have the reunion, I was back to my timid self, suddenly almost dreading having to socialize. But I tried to suck away my anxiety and…then it was ok. When people thanked me for organizing the event, I shyly replied, “Ohhh..no problem…” Almost wanting them not to have really noticed me.