Seasons change and so do people and the circumstances we live. Some things are conscious choices but most changes “just happen.” It’s how we deal with them that makes all the difference.
This month I stand at a crossroads. It looks minor but one never knows what a big difference a small choice can make. I have decided to stop my column, “Short Takes on Life,” that has run in the newspaper for about two and a half years. I told the editor a couple of weeks ago that April 28th will be the last entry.
Will I still be able to say I am a newspaper columnist? She invited me to come back anytime so I suppose I can continue to think of myself as such, at least for a while. I remember I once took a ten-year hiatus.
I’ve determined to put a bookmark here. When I do that with a book, it usually means I intend to come back to the place soon. Experience has taught me I will sometimes, in the midst of a cleaning frenzy before company walks in, slide the book back on the shelf and forget all about it.
One never knows what a rainy day might uncover.
I love the way Robert Frost expressed these thoughts in “The Road Not Taken”:
|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.|