Haven’t been in this space for a while. What motivated me to start writing again? Well, I feel like I’m at a point in my life where I can seriously reflect on the last four years and anticipate what’s to come.
I have bittersweet feelings about moving from one place to another, both literally and metaphorically. I do believe that one has to be prepared to make sacrifices and leave parts of one’s life behind in order to seek something new. I’m tremendously grateful to the Lord for making my dream come true (something I never imagined possible). I’ll miss the people and precious memories associated with certain places, but I’m excited to move on and explore more of the world.
This reminds me of a favourite poem of mine, by Robert Frost:
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.
I don’t want to live a life filled with “what-ifs”. I want to do what my heart truly desires, even if it means taking the road less traveled. Any doubts, obstacles, pain, sweat or tears are simply part of the thrill and adventure of paving one’s way in the world.