by Robert Frost
When I was younger I wanted to take the road less traveled. I always strived to be just a little different from everyone else I knew.
I never dated.
I never went out partying.
I had almost no close friends.
Spent more time reading than I can remember.
I loved to travel.
I loved to dress “alternatively”.
I was interested in “unusual” topics like Buddhism, Paganism, obscure heavy metal bands, tattoos and piercings, skateboarding, Hello Kitty and anime.
Always said that I would end up an old spinster with a hundred cats.
I was loud and abrasive to cover the fact that I was so shy.
I wanted to experience adventures none of my family and friends had ever experienced.
But I loved all those things about myself and I was HAPPY!
I was well on my way to taking the road less traveled as I saw it. I was so passionate about travelling that I wanted to see the whole world and know every part of it intimately. I was going to be a serial monogamist and have several great love affairs but never be tied down. I felt alone but I wasn’t lonely. I was always looking for the next great book to read and was hungry for information on everything and anything. I was enthused by everything around me: the sun shining down on me, seeing a cat on my way to work and stopping to have a chat, driving just for the sheer fun it with no destination in mind, going to the beach just to listen to the waves.
But these are all “I was” statements.. I lost that passion when I became a girlfriend. Then a wife. Then a mother. I lost who I used to be because I felt I needed to be someone different as a wife and mother. And that’s no ones fault but my own. I love my husband and I love my kids and I wouldn’t trade them for a hundred round the world adventures.
But I need to find that road again. I need to find that passion again. I need to find that girl who used to be happy and content with little.
I need to be that girl again for my husband and my kids because they deserve to see me at my best. And so do I.
I am going to find her again.