|Small choices makes BIG impacts!|
Have you ever noticed that sometimes it's the "small" choices that we make which don't seem that drastic at the time that end up having a tremendous impact down the road? These are pivotal moments that set us in motion down a path which holds the potential to change our entire lives!
I think every single one of us encounters several "pivotal moments" where we have to make a choice that literally molds a part of who we are (whether for the good or bad).
This past weekend I had an epiphany that really had me digging deep. It's funny how something simple can usher you into a thought process that blows your mind. So let me set the stage that led to this "epiphany" if you will. I was cleaning out some old papers in my car on Sunday morning when I came across a referral note from my doctor dated 12/16/08. It had a business card attached to it for a local weight loss surgeon. The referal note read, "Pt has BMI 58 will be unable to reach healthy BMI in next year."
There are so many people out there who don't even realize that it's just one, small, pivotal choice that will change the rest of their lives. Ones who, like me, can't even imagine what their life will look like down the road, but are willing to take those exciting first steps to discovery. WOW...
|1st photo was in January 2009, less than a month before making a PIVOTAL CHOICE that is changing my life!|
ALL OF THIS CAME FROM ONE PIVOTAL CHOICE!
Check out my FIRST blog entry on this journey here: http://rebornwright.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-week-competition.html
Check out my 411 page for my weight loss story: http://rebornwright.blogspot.com/p/411.html
Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
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.