We, the Fiske-Phillips and Sforzas, spent the past weekend celebrating Jacob's 18th birthday. We left everything behind, well almost everything, and headed out to a cabin in the nearby mountain community of Wrightwood. As I watched our children, the collective children of two families, I realized they had grown and were ready to be out on their own. Ready to choose their own path, thier own road in life.
Sitting there in a cabin, surrounded by the snow and cold, fueled by coffee and introspect...I was evaluating the road we'd taken to get here and wondering about the roads the lay ahead for our children. I couldn't help but think of the Robert Frost poem, The Road Not Taken. It's exciting to imagine what lays ahead for each of them.