Robert Frost’ The Road Not Taken serves as a reminder of what path I wish to thread, deep inside my heart and not my head every time I stand at the Cross Roads.
For when I die, I want to die standing tall and say I did it my way. Now understandably, what this has done is given me:
Credit card debts ( to fund vacations, clothes, books, gifts and what have you)
Failed relationships (as I’m my own person)
Books (gunny bags of it that I have collected over the years)
Friends ( a handful of them who have let me be)
Jobs (in the midst of figuring out which path I want to thread)
Family (since they didn’t have a choice)
….. now I’m sure that is not what Frank Sinatra meant when he sang that immortal song, but there it is.
At the cross roads again, and figuring out where I want to go in life and the after-life!!