Dear future hubster,
on my mother's birthday I came to the realization that my family contains a high number of quietly strong women (and I'm not only trying to find a excuse for my bossy tendencies). Somehow life twisted and turned in ways that taught them to hold their own, come hell or high water, and so they do.
But don't worry, dear future hubster; for we are lucky enough to have an equally high number of (sometimes quietly, sometimes critically, often invisibly) supportive men. You'll fit right in.