two roads diverged in a yellow wood...

this past week has been a whirlwind to say the least, i have barely had enough time to fit in breathing. i am drained and energized all at once...is that possible?

i am at a cross roads of sorts, i am starting this new journey and am so very excited to enter the "sweet spot" of what i have been wanting to do for years. this new gig truly is my dream job...

then on top of all of this i have been encouraged to think about my career in a new light and potentially go places that i have never dreamed of. . .

when i was spoken to all that kept going around in my head was the title of this post... a poem i wrote a paper on twenty years ago in college - in 1990 i said that i would travel the "grassy road" that wanted wear...

now in 2010

i hesitate...

and am thankful i have time...

i need a lot of time...

because time will tell if our family will travel the road not taken and maybe someday...

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.

Comments

carey said…

susan, i love walt whitman. :) this sounds exciting/scary/crazy/adventurous.

i am very curious, but i JUST got an email about letting God open and close doors for you. i think maybe i'm supposed to tell you to pray and let Him do the deciding :)

8:50 AM

Karen said…

Need. More. Info!!!!!

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