Day 20 - 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 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.


I am spending a lot of time trying to find the paths, distinguish between them, and anticipate outcomes. I have told my children that I know God will bless me whatever I decide - they are choices between two good outcomes: the familiar which I love so much; the unknown which invites me to take a risk. Each day brings new insights. Fortunately I am placed where there is untold wisdom and charity all around me.