Took the road less traveled by in a yellow wood

     I carried on many traditions today.  I tried some new things as well.  The day had its hard moments as one can expect but for the most part I tried to stay positive...since it's a day of rebirth and all.  At the end of the meal and the dishes things started to quiet down.  The sky looked light in some places and ominous and looming in others.  It was symbolic of the mood...I was dancing somewhere between sadness and joy at the same time.  I decided a walk with my sweeties was in order.  We headed to a little pond path we have been waiting to walk upon since the fall.  I've walked this path many times before but have always headed to the left at the place where it splits.   As I come to the spot...without fail... in my head I quote the famous poem and end up pondering its meaning.   Ironically, I always stay on the same trail.  Until today.  I thought my new would simply be a walk on Easter but I took it one step further and went the path less traveled.  The clouds held onto their droplets and the sun beamed through with rays that made the mountain glow and the budding trees sparkle.  We have a choice.  A choice to smile or cry, a choice to push or retreat, a choice to go the same way we always have or to make changes.  On this day of renewal I made a choice to continue on my path of the new and that has made all the difference.