There’s no better or worse place to be than facing two amazing, yet polar opposite opportunities, and only being able to choose one. On the left hand, how magnificent to have the choice but on the right, the weight of that choice is exceptional.
We make choices every day: what to have for breakfast, when to stop for coffee, what type of pens to order, what clothes to wear, which friends to meet…making choices is a skill everyone practices everyday. It’s a good thing we practice because once in a while we are faced with a choice so mammoth, the weight of the decision crushes against your chest.
Life-altering choices. Terrifying, sometimes crippling – oddly exhilarating.
Anticipation and worry have kept sleep at bay and knots in my stomach, as I await confirmation that, indeed, there is a decision to be made. Perhaps the decision will be made for me and only one magnificent opportunity will be laid at my feet but should there be two…I will be forced to choose between a life-long dream and the opportunity of a lifetime. Neither are related. There is no way to do both; one path leads to fulfilment and one to achievement. Mutually exclusive? No. They will both lead somewhere unimaginable but strikingly different. Choice is a blessing, an opportunity and a regret all rolled into one.
Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken remains one of my favourite poems; whenever I am faced with the burden of choice, this poem’s indelible lines burn bright from somewhere deep in memory.
Two roads diverged in a wood – and I
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.
What choices will you make next week? Will you choose the path less travelled by?