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 poem has always been one of my favorites. The decisions I have made in my past, both good and bad, have led me to this place. Though rarely have I stopped to consider the two paths before me. I have come to this, admittedly good, point in my life, through fate, circumstance, or luck.
I think it is time that I start being more considerate … to stare down both roads before making a decision. Or at least to realize there are two paths. I have no illusions that I will always choose the right one…but I should be mature enough to at least look.
And this thoughtfulness can apply to the choices we make in everyday decisions such as what we will eat or whether we will work out… before you eat that cookie, look down the road to see where such poor choices may lead. I have been down that path… it is not pretty!! 😉
Good luck on good decisions!!