Jump out of bed and I stumble to the kitchen, pour myself a cup of ambition and yawn and stretch and try to come alive.
They let you dream just to watch them shatter, you're just a step on the boss man's ladder.
I figure if I keep my health, I have no intention of retiring. I love to work. I want to be like Bob Hope. I want to keep on going out and doing what I love to do. Of course, I'm no Bob Hope, but I mean that feeling that you never are old and have things to offer and can be useful to somebody. I always want to be useful, I have no intentions of retiring unless I should get sick or something should happen to my husband. Other than that I'm going to work until I fall over.
I have always been a firm believer in working hard for what is right and for making your own breaks if you want things to change.
Daddy worked for God, but asked for no pay. For he believed that God provides a way.
