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Wednesday, April 4

#95: The Road Not Taken


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
.

- Robert Frost

Isn't it funny where life takes us? Every decision we make shapes us into the people we'll become. Tomorrow is my last day at Habitat. I'm so glad that life's twists and turns led me to four years in nonprofit communications. I learned so much about myself and about other people. I am forever changed. 



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