Decisions…decisions

Being young is a luxury. Or, is it a burden? With so much ahead of us, we have many decisions to make, from the person we want to be to what we eat for lunch. We make so many choices each day…some important and others not so much. Without getting into too much detail about the intricacies of my mind and racing thoughts about the future, I will present you with the following from “The World According to Mister Rogers.”

“When I think of Robert Frost’s poems, like ‘The Road Not Taken,’ I feel the support of someone who is on my side, who understands what life’s choices are like, someone who says, ‘I’ve been there, and it’s okay to go on.’” – Fred Rogers

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost (1874-1963) Mountain Interval 1920
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.