My thanks to Mr. Frost

This simple piece of prose (below), was read to me in my childhood. It has been hanging like a tapestry behind many of my life’s choices, giving a flavor and color to my decisions. This alone does not say to me that I must resist the establishment or the norm, but it is an acknowledgement that sometimes decisions are not reversible. Today, I still follow my heart, tempered by logic, and a love for adventure and challenge. I thank God for the blessings which are mine this day, and while I question the injustice and inequity of the world, I also pray that I am here to serve some purpose.