“Two Roads Diverged In A Wood”

Great stories rise from the ashes of ordinary adventures. They take on a life of their own based upon unexpected twists or turns that occur in the middle of a journey. But without these explorations, life would become boring.

Stephanie is conflicted over making this year a “Scotty McCreery Christmas” for our daughter Chloe. Chloe is one of the biggest Scotty fans in the country. She would literally pray for him to win American Idol each week. She convinced us to take her to Garner every week last spring to watch the elimination show and yes, we were at the RBC Center when Scotty was crowned the American Idol.

Chloe has written Scotty a letter inviting him to her classroom. She even included a picture of a Koala Bear just in case he likes Koala Bears. We bought her tickets to her first concert so she could see Scotty perform live and as luck would have it, she met Scotty’s Dad. She won tickets to Scotty’s birthday/CD release party and I have had to TiVo every appearance Scotty makes on television so that Chloe can see it the next day. And at the Raleigh Christmas Parade, she walked within ten feet of his float and then froze when Scotty looked in her direction. Like I said, she is a big Scotty fan.

All of this has led to an interesting dilemma for Stephanie; does she bring Chloe to an event later this week where Chloe might have the chance to meet Scotty McCreery and get his autograph?

I am one who encourages my wife to take some crazy adventures. It was Robert Frost who wrote, “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I / I took the one less traveled by / And that has made all the difference.” As Stephanie stands on the trail staring at the two paths before her, she is perplexed. One path contains a mundane evening at home doing homework, watching some television, taking a bath, getting ready for bed and going to sleep dreaming of Christmas Day.

The second path contains an unknown adventure of pandemonium that will end up in either heartbreak or pure elation. A night of waiting in line with other exuberant Scotty fans, swapping stories about previous adventures, comparing favorite songs and hoping beyond all possibility that one of the wrist bands selected is Chloe’s. And if Chloe is selected to actually meet him, watching Chloe’s face light up as she gets to meet Scotty McCreery!

The choice should be evident. Is it crazy? Yes. Are we setting Chloe up for possible heartbreak? Absolutely! And in the years to come, her heart will be broken many more times. And she will learn from those disappointments as well.

But could this story have an amazing ending that will make Chloe extremely happy? Yes! And most importantly, she will be doing it with her Mom! It will become one of those stories that Chloe will tell for the rest of her life; “the night my mom and I met Scotty McCreery.”

Great stories rise from the ashes of ordinary adventures. Look what has happened this year because we sat down to watch one of our favorite television shows. Thursday’s event would be another wild chapter in the book of life.

I, for one, say, “Just do it!”




Here is the Photo of the kids meeting Mr. McCreery. Mr. McCreery was a very nice guy who took a few minutes to meet the kids.


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