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 kept 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.Most of you know this poem by Robert Frost. Frost did not title it The Road Less Traveled. He named it The Road Not Taken. I snapped this picture today on my morning walk with my Beagle companion Millie. I immediately thought of these words heard so many times in hundreds of commercials, books and movies. When I came home, I quickly looked up the poem to reread it with fresh new eyes. Looking at the title I realized that I had misunderstood much of what was being said. Have you ever looked back and wondered, what if I had chosen____ instead of ____? Now that I have so much of my life behind me, I can see the options and choices I made when given two paths to journey. I wonder how different my life would be now, had I gone down a different road. All of us make choices each day and must live with whatever these decisions bring to our circumstances. Don’t get me wrong, this is not about regret, but a reflection of what is. I may not be happy with all of my choices, yet, each road I took led me to who and where I am today. My choices today will lead me to who and where I will be tomorrow. Yes the choices do make all the difference. I am grateful that I am given options to choose my destiny. Millie and I travel a different road each day. Come join us.
Bobbie xo
