Jen
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« on: July 30, 2007, 11:48:33 PM » |
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I'm in one of those 'pondering the universe' type moods (don't have time for it very often, but it does happen now and again!) and was rereading one of my all time favorite poems. Thought I'd share it and a thought or two:
The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
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.
All of us on this forum are on 'The Road Less Traveled' , even though our circumstances may be different. My personal 'road' is 'less traveled' for many reasons- some related to this website- and looking back from the place I am in right now, it truly has 'made all the difference' and I wouldn't have had it any other way. I don't know exactly what lies ahead on this road, but I am deeply grateful for some of the places it has taken me and some of the fellow travelers whose roads have crossed or intertwined with mine. I am richer for those experiences and for those people- especially my family, my husband and my children, who remind me everyday that there is a bigger picture and a higher power. The struggles are there to make us stronger and what we perceive as weakness (or disablity) in our loved ones on the spectrum is truly there to teach us. When I am still and let my 9 year old do the teaching, I learn the secrets of the universe, from what many label 'simpleness.' Yes, there are difficult moments, moments that leave us in tears, wishing we could take away their struggles and make their lives easier; but that is not the Plan. Sometimes I think one of the greatest purposes behind my children's "disabilities" is that I am driven to accept support- to need others and not just think I can do everything by myself. As I search for the words to express what is in my heart, 'humbling' comes to mind- both because it is humbling to accept others assistance, but it is also humbling to be in the presence of such incredible beings (our children).
Tonight I had to express my gratitude- for all of you who share this journey with us--- and for the reasons we are on this journey in the first place.
Jen
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