Rose Colored Glasses?
Rose Colored Glasses?
I didn’t expect to love so much that was unfamiliar to me.
The waiter greeted us with a smile. “How many?”
“Party of two,” Luke replied.
I grinned; I loved hearing those words.
We slid into a booth and took the Myers-Briggs test while waiting for our food. Certainly the results would show someone who was like me in every way, who could read my mind and know when to feed and talk to me, who would know when to be silent or still.
I smiled as I read my results. “Okay, I’m a caregiver and ESFJ: extroverted, sensing, feeling, and judging personality.”
Luke raised his eyebrow and replied, “Hmm, I’m an INTP: introverted, intuitive, thinking, and perceiving.”
We were exact opposites, but didn’t opposites attract? If so, it seemed like we could balance our strengths and weaknesses. Surely the relationship would work, right? But I had my rose-colored glasses on. How would a couple with an introvert and an extrovert spend their free time? After a long day of work, should we hang out with friends or go on a quiet hike?
Could we resolve our differences?
