Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
-by Robert Frost
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.
This is perhaps one of my most favorite poems. Every time I read this poem, I feel as though it speaks to me on so many levels. I have always chosen the unconventional...the unassuming...I've always been one to not do things the easy way. I get a real sense of satisfaction out of adversity and achieving things that I have worked hard for.
The next few months for me will be...I won't say trying but it will be quite telling. I have decisions that need to be made and actions that need to be acted upon. Mentally I have been preparing myself for a while so my mindset is ready. I just need to get the physical and my heart on the same wavelength. Shouldn't be too hard to achieve...as Mariah Carey once sang, "There can be miracles, when you believe..." (Man, I love the movie...really dramatic and great). I really am looking forward to 2013 and all the good things I'm sure it has in store for me...