“How am I supposed to know how to do this?” My frustration was building as I sat in front of the computer and stared with glassy eyes at the screen. I had been trying to set up a new program which seemed so simple to do when I googled and printed off the “Easy as 1, 2, 3 . . .” instructions. But, as usual, I had run into a glitch, and now my disheveled hair and mascara-stained eyes gave evidence to the vexation I was feeling at my loss of any further direction.
around a funny smelling cigarette. I knew that these girls smoked, but this was different. I really didn’t understand what was going on, but knew in the pit of my stomach that this was not right. I had a decision to make. Should I stay in the car and hope that everything would be alright, or should I ask them to stop and then have to walk the rest of the way to the school? I did not want them to dislike me, but I also knew that if we happened to get stopped by the police, I would be implicated in what they were doing.
I began to think of those words and recognize how true they are. Life is about choices, choices about career, choices about a marriage partner, choices about how to live your life – what will be important to you and where you will put your focus and energy. There is no way to get around it. Along the path of life you will regularly come to forks in the road and will be forced to make a decision. Often, like Frost, you may be sorry that you “could not travel both,” but usually one choice eliminates the other path and “yet knowing how way leads on to way,” rarely, if ever, will you come back to that fork again.