it's a new day

The beautiful "New Day" lyrics of Patti LaBelle

(compliments of anysonglyrics.com)

Seems my life is finally coming together

Feel so good, don't think I've ever been better

It's clear to me my future will bring

The peace I've been longing for, it is mine forevermore

It's a new day

Open my eyes and my path is clearer

(New Day)

Pushing ahead till my goal gets nearer

(New Day)

Spread my wings

I'm doin' things my way

It's a new day

Wasn't sure where I should begin

Couldn't tell my beginning from the end

For every door that closed a window opened

Been 'round the world and back again,

it starts from within, yes

It's a new day (A new day)

Open my eyes and my path is clearer

(New day)

Pushing ahead till my goal gets nearer...............

How do I know my youth is spent?

Well my get-up and go has got up and went.

But in spite of it all I'm able to grin

When I think where my get-up-and-go has been.

Old age is golden so I've heard it said

But sometimes I wonder as I get into bed

With my ears in the drawer, my teeth in a cup

My eyes on the table until I wake up.

As sleep dims my eyes I say to myself

Is there something else I should lay on the shelf?

But I'm happy to think as I close the door

Most of my friends are the same, perhaps more.

When I was young my slippers were red

I could kick up my heels right over my head.

When I grew older my slippers were blue

But still I could dance the whole night through.

Now I am old, my slippers are black

I walk to the store, and puff my way back,

The reason I know my youth is all spent

Is because my get-up-and-go has went.

But really I don't mind when I think, with a grin,

Of all the grand places my get-up has been,

Since I have retired from life's competition

I busy myself with complete repetition.

I get up each morning and dust up my wits

Pick up the paper and read the obits;

If my name is missing, I know I'm not dead,

So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed.

........RUBY AUSTIN........

I don't want this web site to be a diary nor do I want to begin another Journal.

But it's not every day I turn 65 and with my birthday just a few days away I am strongly tempted to look back and reflect upon events that took place in my life in years gone by.

Today I will resist. "Lead us not into temptation."

I have a white board hanging on the wall here in my office. On this board I have listed the following: Piano, Writing (keep it simple), Pastoral Visits,

Food Bank volunteer, Elate (write a play)

and lastly Work on Web Sites.

By making this list it is almost as though I feel the need to justify my existence since I am no longer gainfully employed.

What if I do none of these things?

What if I achieve all of them?

Am I a human doing or dare I try to be a human simply being?

I hope that one day the answer will be the latter

but for now I feel the need to keep busy and just do it.

I am of the belief that once it is written it shall indeed be done.

I am also a great believer in list making.

Above the already mentioned list I have another. This one is a wish list.

Or a House Wish List to be more exact.

This list is a short one.

Office (painted & floor finished); Crown moulding living room; Bedroom closet door enlarged.

This short list used to be very long; much has already been achieved in this old house but these projects are being saved to keep us occupied in the fall.

My mother used to tell me that as you grow older it is good to keep yourself occupied.

Now that I am older this seems a reasonable suggestion.

I strive to keep myself occupied.

One does not want to become vacant.

No, I don't want that.

Just because I am now retired or as I prefer to say just because I am now a retread

surely I am not doomed to be one of those old ladies who finds herself

constantly needing to do things to fill empty hours.

I should say not!

Well, I should say not but I will say aye. There is a lot to be done.

This is not just the end of a working life................this is a new day.