No this will not be about the Robert Frost poem. I've read it many times. I studied it in college. I've thought about it often. But this isn't about that.
This is about my path.
I went on yet another hike tonight. A fast paced 'fitness' hike around Stone Mountain. Normally not the 'thinking' time hike, but tonight I found myself reflecting on where I am and the path that I'm taking.
I have realized the following:
~ My heart was broken a long time ago. I want it to heal.
~ I don't want to be alone. I want to share my life with someone special.
~ I do believe in God. But I hate most organized 'religion'
~ I'm going to need to make some mistakes to get to where I'm going.
~ And I'm not even sure where the destination is!
So to get anywhere, you have to move. So the path is there. It will most likely wind through life like the many trails that I've been on recently. I don't expect it to always be easy. Tonight I'm sore from the hike, but I know that I looked out at the skyline of Atlanta and felt a sense of awe at the place where I stood and the view I had.
I want more of those moments. Even if they come with some ice and Advil afterwards!
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