{"id":276,"date":"2007-01-16T08:51:35","date_gmt":"2007-01-16T13:51:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/valianthosting.ca\/clients\/daemon\/?p=276"},"modified":"2008-04-07T02:52:40","modified_gmt":"2008-04-07T02:52:40","slug":"the-road-not-taken","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/?p=276","title":{"rendered":"the road not taken"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Robert Frost&#8217;s poem &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.poets.org\/viewmedia.php\/prmMID\/15717\"><em>The Road Not Taken<\/em><\/a>&#8221; suggests that the choices we make can radically change the lives we lead.<\/p>\n<p>I know where my fork in the road lay.  When I met my husband in 3rd year university, I was faced with the choice of continuing our relationship as a long distance relationship, or joining him in traveling from base to base &#8211; leaving my studies behind.  We eloped, I spent my 3rd year in Fredericton while he moved from CFB Gagetown (New Brunswick) to CFB Borden and CFB Kingston (Ontario).  I didn&#8217;t register for 4th year and walked away from University to follow my husband in his career.<\/p>\n<p>What was the impact?  Other than not finishing university until nearly a decade later, I spent years travelling the country, world and working in a field I had never known existed while studying French and History.  I have an inkling that my career would be radically different had I continued on the path I&#8217;d set out on after leaving high school.<\/p>\n<p>I doubt I would have spent any time in India &#8211; which radically modified my outlook in life &#8211; had I not begun working for the company I do.  And I wouldn&#8217;t be working for the company I do had we not been transferred from a base in Ontario to CFB Winnipeg (Manitoba) in 1998.<\/p>\n<p>Would I be married or have children if I&#8217;d made different choices?  I honestly don&#8217;t know.  What I do know is that if I could go back and do it all again, I hope I&#8217;d have the strength and presence of mind to make the same decision a second time around.  My life would have been radically different had I not met my husband when I did but I don&#8217;t believe that different automatically equals better.<\/p>\n<p>The past decade has been a bit of a roller coaster ride, but I wouldn&#8217;t want to change a thing.  As <a href=\"http:\/\/www.planetgarth.com\/lyrics\/the_dance.shtml\">Garth Brooks<\/a> croons &#8220;<em>I could have missed the pain, but I&#8217;d of had to miss the dance<\/em>&#8220;.<\/p>\n<p>Did you reach a fork in the road and choose a path that may have changed the course of your life?  What do you think the impact of that choice was?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"technoratitag\">Technorati Tags: <a href=\"http:\/\/www.technorati.com\/tags\/Robert+Frost\" rel=\"tag\">Robert Frost<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.technorati.com\/tags\/Garth+Brooks\" rel=\"tag\">Garth Brooks<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.technorati.com\/tags\/choices\" rel=\"tag\">choices<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.technorati.com\/tags\/marriage\" rel=\"tag\">marriage<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.technorati.com\/tags\/military\" rel=\"tag\">military<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Robert Frost&#8217;s poem &#8220;The Road Not Taken&#8221; suggests that the choices we make can radically change the lives we lead. I know where my fork in the road lay. 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