As I said in this post, I really like quotes. I have a few favorites, and when I need a bit of inspiration, I read through my quotes and they are just really uplifting. I have quotes from movies, quotes from books and quotes from famous people…I think I like them because they are a whole lot of wisdom jam-packed into one or two little sentences.
Anyway, my “quote of the day” is from the author/ poet, Robert Frost.
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I...I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

This is a really famous quote and I imagine that it has a lot of different meanings for different people, but for me, it is reassurance.

What I mean be reassurance is that when I am feeling like a bit of an outcast or “weird-o” for the life choices I have made, this quote reminds me that it’s a good thing to be different.

Certainly, having nine children, six of which are adopted, and between the nine of them having all sorts of different races, cultures, ethnicities, etc. is the road less traveled. Adopting you children is a “road less traveled”. Being a transracial family is a “road less traveled”. Having a large family in this day and age is a “road less traveled.” Put them all together, and I don’t even know if our road is on the map!

But you know what? I love my road. I love my life. I have had times where I wondered what my life would be like if Josh and I had had our three biological sons and “stopped” there. I wonder how different life might be… It’s easy to think about all the extra money that could be lying around when you factor out six pairs of shoes two-three times a year, six dentist appointments a year, six birthdays, six Christmases, 18 meals worth of food each day, six bicycles, six movie tickets, six Happy Meals, and on and on and on. It’s easy to think about how much more time I could have if you took away six kids worth of laundry, baths, homework, and on and on and on.

But then I start to think of the six less stockings on Christmas morning. Six less prayers each night. Six less hugs and kisses at bedtime. Six less cards on Mother’s Day. Six less voices in the Henderson Happy Birthday choir. Six less bodies in our row at church. Six less faces in our family portrait. Six less kids sprawled out on the floor with their pillows and blankets for family movie night. Six less people in the world that make my heart swell and my eyes fill with tears just because I love them so dang much. And on and on and on.

And then I know that I am truly grateful that I am on a road less traveled.