Love Notes and Introverts....

What does that picture up there make you want to do?  For most people, it causes them to want to go get the bottle of windex and a rag and clean it;). But, not for me or my family. You see, we are all "note leavers". We leave notes for each other. It might be a reminder, a shopping list, directions, Craig knows that I need pictures if he's sending me to the hardware store and so he sends me with a post-it note with a hand drawn diagram and a description written in language I'll understand (yes, I guarentee he will include the word "thingy" at least once because that's my language;). But most of all we leave each other love notes. 

The girls leave Craig and I notes and pictures at our computers and on our pillows. I'll leave them notes in their school books and on their phones. The bathroom mirrors have been the location of some of the most epic love notes ever (think giant post-it note art or retro Marilyn Monroe lipstick love notes).  It doesn't really matter where or what, it's just always nice when you see that your child or spouse or sister was thinking about you and let you know it.  

We are all introverts by nature. Some of us are more outgoing than the others, but indeed we are still a family of homebodies. We are also a family of predominately females, which means, introverts or not, we still have a lot of words to expend throughout our days. Texting one another and leaving notes is how we get those words out, love on each other, and still manage to not get so overwhelmed with "communication" due to our introverted natures. My little tribe gets this because, well, because we are all very much alike and use to our quirkiness. Trust me, there's no shortage of talking and laughter in this house, but combined with life outside of these walls, it can become too much and we can all end up on sensory overload. 

You've heard the saying "No coffee, no talkie"? Around here, we all get that, only it has nothing to do with coffee. It has to do with personal space, so to speak. For instance, my family knows not to approach me in the morning until I've been up and going for a couple of hours at least. Yes, I'm upright and functioning, I'm probably showered and dressed. But...I'm really not capable of actually uttering anything that even remotely sounds like cohesively strung together words. Seriously, I. JUST. CAN. NOT. DO. IT. I want to, I really do. But I just can't. So...I leave my family notes or send them texts. I tell them good morning and that I love them:). Words my mouth just can't form before about 9am;)  And, they respond with notes and texts of their own. Do you know that I think I have just about every scrap of paper and post-it not that my family has left me any note on?  Knowing that Craig takes the time to draw me a picture of what I need to find at the hardware store means the world to mean. The "I love you mom" notes I find all over the house to brighten up my day. The picture drawn with nail polish. Yes, I save them all. So what about the love note that Gracie started, Hannah continued, and Craig wrote in reverse so I could see "I love you" every time I look in my rear view mirror while he was in Colorado?  Yup, it remains. I'd rather drive a dusty truck with a love note on the window, that makes me smile when the world is weighing me down. Love notes and introverts...these are my people :)