The road not taken

I certainly can’t say it better than Robert Frost.

Long I have stood looking down that path!!   Well, for a few months anyway.  But these have seemed the longest of my life.  And trust me, I am sorry that I cannot travel both.  There’s a huge fork in the road on the map of my life at the moment.  I’ve written plenty about it in previous posts, and even I’m sick of hearing my own spinning thoughts.  Everyone is SO over me!  “JUST MAKE A DECISION!!!” 

It isn’t so easy though!  There are  many factors and many emotions.  But I suppose a choice has to be made.  Life only moves forward after all, and at some point you have to just choose a path.

“Limbo is not living”  a good friend had said to me.  And she would be right, I guess. 

But what if I make a wrong choice and that one decision takes me down a road I wasn’t supposed to go down?  What if I was supposed to choose the other?! 

What if…..

I read a sign the other day that said: I’d rather live my life with “Oh well“s that “What if’“s.   I tend to be more the What if person.  But the truth is that you never know unless you do.  I’ve stared down both paths long and hard, but the only conclusion I’ve come to is that I’ll never know what lies around either bend. 

I’ve known this Robert Frost poem by heart since I was a kid.  I haven’t been able to get it out of my head lately.  In the end, it seemed that he took the road less travelled, but funny the name of the poem is The Road Not Taken.  Yet it doesn’t feel sad, but rather reflective; just like all moments that we look back on someday.  It’s good to know I’m not the only one in the world who has struggled with that great crossroads.  The interesting thing about life’s pathways is that no one else travels them but you.  No two can possibly be alike and where they lead you will be completely unique compared to anyone else in the whole world.  This is the single thought that has brought me solace in my decision.  I’ve put to rest the fear that there is a wrong choice.  Fear is always the enemy, isn’t it?  So I leave myself in the hands of the Creator of all my paths.  I’m sure someday I will look back and wonder about that other one I could’ve taken.  But by then I will likely have stumbled upon many other roads diverged, having only gone forward because you can never go back.