I would like to someday say that I am one who has taken “the road less traveled.” Wouldn’t you? An un-trodden road is such a mysterious thing—it whispers of the furtive, the enigmatic adventures awaiting—yet it also has an undertone of unknown danger. Most would prefer a road full of tracks and footprints to an spindly path with only a few deer trails across it, for when a road is traveled by many, it is deemed safe by many. Yet sometimes safety can be deceiving; as Christians, we are warned against the “wide road” which many take—the well-traveled road of the World. It is my desire to take the narrow path; to employ Robert Frost’s verses as my life’s motto:
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
Which brings me, in one way or another, to another point. You may have noticed some changes around here—yes, I changed my design (again), but this time mainly to suit my blog’s new name. It’s nothing fancy, simply “Lucia Marie,” with a sub-title (which may come into play later but is currently not up there): “The Road Less Traveled.” I know a lot of fellow bloggers have been changing their names recently, and it is not my intention to simply ‘go with the flow’ or ‘copy’ anyone else; I simply felt it was time for this change. I wanted a name that could be incorporated into a photography business, and my own name was kind of a given. Thus—welcome to “Lucia Marie: The Road Less Traveled.” Though nothing has changed too drastically.
Today is a quiet day at home. It is cold and crisp outside; remnants of last night's ice skitter the driveway and make you watch your step. My eyes are heavy from a rather restless night and an early awakening (I swim on Fridays at 6:30, but today there was no practice because of the ice and I didn't know so I went anyways so...yeah.), but I feel alive. Feeling alive is a rarity for some. Being alive is a blessing in and of itself. May we never forget it.