the road less traveled

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

life lessons aren’t always fun, but they are necessary.  growing pains aren’t pleasant either - yet we have to experience them. we can either choose to avoid the lesson (which i have done for some time!) or we can choose to yield and learn the lesson at hand. So, as i stood face to face with the decision to avoid or yield, i heard in my heart “Amanda, you took the road less traveled.” be encouraged to yield to the lessons that you must learn.

till next time… x