The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

 

--Robert Frost

 

There is nowhere I can start that will make this easier.  Nothing to say that will make it hurt less, except that I believe we are on this Earth to grow and have experiences that stretch the fibers of our souls.  I am certainly growing and stretching now.

My blog has been woefully empty of updates for the past month, as my life has been so upside-down that I didn't know what or how to say anything at all.  I have missed this outlet for thoughts, and it is time for more information.

Chad and I will be diverging our life paths.  The reasons are private and only the two of us have a need to know.  I have loved Chad for quite some time - long before I ever told him, and I still do, as well as his children.  I miss all four of them, and wish for their happiness.

This dreary January gloom of inversion matches my emotions, but that's all to say for now.