I have always loved this poem since I read it at high school (the only poem I have ever remembered). Maybe it resonates because I am not the biggest fan of decisions: Sailing tactical decisions? No problem! Food at a restaurant for dinner? Ahhh… Luckily with PJ we can usually order the 2-3 things I want to try together and share 🙂 I just always want to try more than one!
Seems a little bit where I am now:
‘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.
By Robert Frost
Maybe it appeals to me because I also tend to think of decisions as being once and done! When really there is the chance to turn around 🙂 Or make another decision…
I used to have this when sailing too, I would think if we tacked at the bottom mark, that’s it, we were going that way! Or if I made a bad call then it was just all over, there was no going back. However, with help I did manage to learn a new process: 1) Accept: Ok, maybe that was the wrong decision, 2) Drop it (I have a tendency to stew on things), then 3) Make a new call – a clear one without being angry about the last wrong choice! It did work wonders on the water.
Maybe I can find a way to apply that to life too 🙂