The Road Taken
In life we often make choices we are not proud of and sometimes we have to deal with those consequences that come with the choices we make. From all the readings I have read for this class the one that is most similar to me is the poem “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost. Most people believe that it’s an inspiration poem when really Frost is sad about the choice he made in life. I can relate to this poem because I myself have taken routes in life that I sometimes think I should have taken another route. But this one chose I had to make changed my life for forever. The summer of 2008, just finishing up my freshman year at A&T State University I found out I was pregnant, not only am I pregnant how do I tell my family, and how do I adjust to this life changing decision.
First of all, finding out I was pregnant at the age of 19 was the saddest day in my life. So many emotions I dealt with because I had to choose between the road to continue my life with a child that I have to provide, shelter, and care for or choose the road to continue my life and abort a helpless child. The thoughts that used to go through my head were challenging. Being young and raising a child on my own I thought my life was over. My life had just begun I finished out my freshman year at A&T State University and was already excited about going back that fall and being a sophomore. I had it made in college the only job I had to do was go to school and keep my grades up. I thought about how I wasn’t going to be able to come and go as I please, how I wasn’t going to be able to hang out with my friends anymore, and how was I going to provide for someone else when I can barely take care of myself. I thought about how I didn’t plan for my life to go this route and how I was supposed to graduate from college, get married, and then have kids.
Next, was having enough courage to tell my parents the news. Telling my parents was the hardest thing I ever had to do because I knew they expected more for me and wanted better for me. Before I even told my parents I knew I had already let them down and it was hard to deal with. I found myself being depress and miserable because I couldn’t come out and tell them I was pregnant. Not only did I knew I let my parents down but also other family members who wanted more for me. I was the first grandchild and first one to go to college and I was everybody’s baby even though I was a teenager, so letting everyone know that I was pregnant was a hard pill to swallow. I honestly don’t know how I would be able to break the news until one day my mother came in my room and said “I had a dream you told me you was pregnant.” At that very moment I didn’t know rather to lie or tell the truth, I just took a deep breath and reply back with “I am.” My mother was shocked and thought I was fooling around with her until I burst in tears. She was very comforting and was by my side when I had to tell my father that I was pregnant.
Furthermore, after I got over the whole deal with telling my parents they were by my side no matter what. My father would come in my room just about every day to remind me that no matter what he have my back and if I ever need anything I know who to ask. When the rest of my family found out they was very