Life is full of funny little coincidences, but there’s one that will continue to surprise me as I grow older.

When I was younger, I told my dad that my favorite poem was “The Road Not Taken” By Robert Frost. And he looked at me and replied, “That was your mother’s favorite, too.”

It doesn’t seem like much, but I love myself for sharing so many traits with my mother: I have been told that I look just like her. She was the only other one in my immediate family with blue eyes. There are a hundred tiny little things that connect me to her in ways larger than life. This way will always be the one I remember.

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.

~Robert Frost.