Morning Has Broken

This song we sang at our eighth grade graduation from St. Catharine's in Spring Lake, NJ. It was a surprise by many of us when the song was picked by the nuns for us to sing. I always got the feeling they didn't like our class very much. But, this song made me feel the feels and just made me feel like we were onto something good. It made me feel hopeful, as if my future was bright. It was 1973 and music was upbeat and happy. I remember Crocodile Rock by Elton John, Joy to the World by Three Dog Night and anything by the Beatles was played on the radio a lot. I started buying 45's with my own money. My first 45 I bought was Dizzy by Tommy Roe, which came out in 1969. We had variety shows full of musical talent, the Monkees and the Partridge family full of music of the times. Plays like Godspell and Jesus Christ Superstar were making the Broadway scene. It was all pretty happy music, I paid attention to. This morning as I face three days off from work, I tried to find something to write about. And, I am trying to face time getting away from me. I think when I don't write, it goes by extra fast. I am facing the "big move" and all of my "stuff". And, hope to be done by Friday. I was up early enough to enjoy the sunrise, but it just wasn't calling my name. Lately, I try to get as much sleep as possible. But, if I see the golden glow against a dark sky, I can't wait to get out there and have some time to reflect. Yesterday, my friend and I, who greets the day the same way, got to chat a little. We decided we like the morning sky much better with some clouds in it. When there are no clouds, there is no mystery. But, with clouds there are more ways to reflect the sunlight. Also, I find once it does rise, I have a hard time looking at it because it is too bright. But, it is always a good time to just sit and be thankful another day has begun. This morning I thought of making my instagram stories all with sunrise pictures with a song. And, I decided to use the song Morning Has Broken by Cat Stevens. And, just started thinking of the words morning has broken. And, I don't think I would use that expression for morning. The sun has risen, good morning, or good day are expressions I would think of. But, today morning has broken. I still feel so broken, since this whole thing started with the break up of my marriage. These next three days will be the final days of material things the last forty years of my life have brought me. It is a sad time for me. But, every sunrise brings new days with astonishing good feelings. It actually scares me. Sort of like that eighth grader leaving elementary school and getting ready to enter high school. So, clear sky or cloudy sky, I am ready to face what is ahead for me. Quote of the day: “What I know for sure is that every sunrise is like a new page, a chance to right ourselves and receive each day in all its glory. Each day is a wonder. ~ Oprah Winfrey Song of the day: Morning Has Broke by Cat Stevens