Two Roads

I was reading my Creating Keepsakes magazine and Ali one of the regular contributers had an awesome layout with a long journaling taken from her weblog. I'm not sure why this hadn't occured to me sooner but I jumped up and registered here on blogger. I have journaled since I was a little girl but writing can be time consuming and this just seems like an easy way to record my thoughts and happenings. (and there is alot of both of these right now)

I'm kind of excited about keeping this. I'm someone who is afraid of forgetting the little things, I think that's why I take so many pictures. I want to capture memories and keep them close to my heart. Max is doing so many funny things everyday that I just don't want to forget them. I guess I'll be writing alot about that.

We are in the midst of a life changing decision. To go west or not to go west, that my friend is THE question. The poem I had to memorize in Grade 8 "Two Roads" keeps running through my head. To take one road leads you down one path in life and the other another. I have always tried to live the philosophy "don't die wondering". So this makes this that much more difficult to say no, lets not do this. More (definately more) to come on this...



The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

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.