Share something every day with someone else; if alone, write someone, give something away, help someone else somehow.

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.

“Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow.”

- Lawrence Clark Powell

04/09/07

• Sharing dinner with the boy.
• Writing messages to my sister.

05/09/07

• Being on the phone to my mum for two hours.

02/09/2007

• Sharing an afternoon of fun with the boy.
• Sharing my thoughts and fears.

03/09/2007

• Sharing lunch with a work mate.
• Sharing an evening with the boy.

• Sharing lunch with a friend.

• Wrote an e-card to my sister wishing her all the best with her exams.