Hindsight 20 20

Hindsight 20 20 I fell in love with Robert Frost, With his poem,”The Road Not Taken”. Such a beautiful expression of human life. For there are many such intersections in our lives… choices that take us to a new world, a new destination and fate. Many times it is tragedy that precipitates these life changing choices. While my mother battled brain cancer, I was in a battle of my own…for my very soul. He was supposed to be my Spiritual leader, good, faithful, true. Too young and weighed down by grief for a suffering mother, I did not protect my heart. He was able to use me as he willed, cutting pieces out of my soul to burn upon his altar of lust and control. One decision changed it all. Mother died. Father, wreaked by it all, for she was the love of his life, wanted to return to the home they knew as young lovers, Eight hundred miles away. I was in the car with my suitcase the day Dad drove away. Running, running from pain. This choice changed the course of my life. He, being a selfish and diseased soul, abandoned me once I could no longer fulfill his lusts for power, control, and that more common lust of the body…Moved on to waste another vulnerable child. I allowed the spirit of hopelessness to take up residence in my mind, leading me to commit the sin of self murder. Once again, God saved me from myself, allowing me to live. Eventually, God also healed my heart and led me to an unshakable faith in Him. God put my husband, Harvey, on a path that intersected with mine. The love I've found with this man is true, honest, innocent, trustworthy, gentle, kind, and blessed. If I hadn't gotten into that car with my father, If I had allowed that man to hold my soul for another minute, I wouldn't have met this beautiful person who loves me and gave me the best thing in my life, the truth of my faith, and my family. The road not taken would've led me to death and destruction. Would I have ever left the home I knew and loved if I hadn't needed so desperately to run from that predator, and eventually into the arms of this good man 800 miles away? Hindsight is 20 20!