I just realised that 20 days of this year has already passed and all I have to show for it on my blog is one entry. Towards the beginning of the year – day 3 or 4 – I had decided to start scheduling my blog posts. I had decided to mark out my calendar and post according to a schedule. I have no idea why I thought that might work. I have a busy job and I just lose track of the time that I should be spending on myself. Like writing up my blog. So what have I done for the past 20 days… just work? Well, I have been spending a lot of time cooking. I think if I didn’t do the job I’m doing right now, I would have liked to be a chef. Well all’s not lost, I still have time. But a total change of careers right now would take courage. I so admire people who can suddenly give up what they have been doing to turn to something new. I love reading about people who take up that challenge. But, then again may be sometimes there’s nothing wrong with trying to better things at the job that you’re already at. I have been thinking a lot about my life and what I’m doing and whether I would want to be different or any other way. Could I have made different decisions along the way and would that have drastically changed my life. Who knows? But what I do know is that I am blessed with the life I have.  


I didn’t make any new year’s resolutions this year. I just want to see where the year takes me. I had a difficult year last year and a big change came my way. Something I hadn’t planned for. I just don’t want to make any resolutions this year. What I do want to do is look for ways to make myself better. Be better at work, be a better friend, be a better mother, be a better daughter and of course, just be a better person. I think I had lost my direction somewhat in the last year. Sometimes, that’s ok, as long as you don’t lose yourself. 


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.