The Truth About New Year’s Resolutions and Our Do-over-list

Resolutions – “The firm decision to do or not do something.”

Aw, New Year’s Resolutions – that time of year when everyone takes a step back, looks at all they did or did not accomplish and makes a list to do better, starting day one of the new year. I for one hate New Year’s Resolutions.

No matter my good intentions, I never fulfill them. I start out with enthusiasm and gusto, just like everyone else, but by the end of the first month, I’ve already marked one from my list. By three months, two more have fallen by the wayside, and by the sixth month, I’ve crumpled the list and thrown it in the trash.

As much as we all want a do-over and that’s what  New Year‘s resolutions are – an attempt to do-over the things we botched last year. The truth is, life rarely grants us a do-over; it is what it is.  We do the best we can each day. Sometimes we screw up and sometimes we knock it out of the park; that’s life. If we’re smart, we learn from our experiences and move forward.

 “I did then what I knew best, when I knew better, I did better.” Mayo Angelo

If you made New Year’s resolutions – good for you. I hope you achieve every goal  on your list. For me, I’ll put one step in front of the other, take a deep breath, and move forward. After all, as long as we’re moving forward, we are accomplishing things, making an impact, and living life. That’s all any of us can ask of ourselves.

To all of you, I wish only the best for you and may we all move forward in 2016. What about you? Did you make resolutions for the New Year?

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The Reason Behind the Season

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Christmas Day is less than a week away. It’s a time for family, swapping gifts, enjoying a banquet of food, and reflecting. In the midst of this joyful time, our country is in tumult and many families are suffering loss.   Hate, division, and fear are rampant. People feel disheartened and distrustful of each other. We are bearing witness, like it or not, to a low point in our nation’s history. But, all is not lost.

As we gather around the tree and banquet table this Christmas with our families, let us not forget the real reason for the season, the birth of our Lord & Savior, Jesus Christ. Let us give thanks to God for the good things in our lives. Lift up in prayer those brave men and women in uniform, who with their sacrifice, keep us safe. Remember the less fortunate, the troubled, those who are mourning, hurting and in despair and extend our hearts and hands to our fellow man.

We all want to be better people, better writers, parents, and citizens. My prayer for all of us, this Christmas season, is we shall succeed. As I look back on the year and plan ahead for the next, I realize I have many things left to say.

To my family, I love you; you make me a better person and to all you, my readers and friends, I am a richer person because you graced my life.

May we never forget the real reason for Christmas, a season of love, hope, and redemption, for all of us.

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Thank you for stopping by the Cow Pasture, and I wish for you and your family a very Merry Christmas and prosperous New Year.

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Finding Time to Write in the Midst of Christmas Madness

How do you find time for writing when you’re knee deep in wrapping paper and eggnog? Not an easy task, I’ll admit, especially if you’ve added a bit of spice. Okay, I confess, I hate eggnog, even the spiced kind. I prefer wine  with my wrapping.

Between the middle of October and January 2nd, finding time dedicated, specifically, to write is like chasing ghosts on Halloween. Like the ghosts, time slips right through our fingers, especially during the Christmas season.

So, in the midst of the madness, here are my tips on how to find that elusive time to write.

  1. Change your expectations. This is a big one for me. Every time I think I’ve set aside time  to write, something or someone intervenes. It’s usually my retired husband, but that’s another topic.
  2. Keep a notebook or pad with you.  I find if I don’t write those sudden flashes of inspiration down when they come, they’re gone. Memory these days is as elusive as time. images-5
  3. Get up early. I’m an early riser. By the time 5:30 AM rolls around I’m up and having a cup of coffee. Those hours when, even,  the birds are still asleep are some of my most productive.
  4. Stay up late. Even 30 minutes makes a difference. The only problem I’ve found with the late hour, is staying up too long, but sometimes you have to follow the character.
  5. Plan ahead and make a to-do list. I’m talking about the Christmas menu, shopping, baking, wrapping, decorating and house chores. Making lists will help prioritize and free up spaces of time you can use to write. In addition, plan blog posts or other writing assignments ahead of time and schedule them to go out during the season. I’ve always relied on lists and at this time of year, having one is essential to my mental health.
  6. Think outside of the box. Instead of spending hours wrapping presents, have the store wrap them or do as I did. Buy decorative boxes and gift bags. They are beautiful and take a lot less time. IMG_1228
  7. Utilize short spurts of time.  At home I leave my laptop open to my current project and in between tasks, I write. I may only have  5 minutes or 30, but it’s surprising how many words one can  write in a short spurt of time.
  8. Give time to your family.  This may sound counterproductive, however, the Christmas season is a special time for families. It’s the one time of year, I think we should be willing to plan ahead, lay our pens down, extend our arms, and give full attention to our loved ones.

To all my readers and fellow bloggers, I wish for you, time to write, and a very Merry Christmas.

I’d love to hear your comments. Tell me your story. And as always, you can find me on Facebook at SheilaMGoodPinterestBloglovinContently, and Twitter@sheilagood. Say hello and pass it on.

The Gift of Another Day

Millie stood at the window and stared into the early morning mist. This was her favorite time of the day when the quiet awakening of the world enveloped her like a soft blanket of hope.

She smiled as the sun began its rise over the distant hills. As if from the hand of God, prism like tentacles of light stretched through her window and brushed her cheek.

Renewed in spirit and strength, she ran a hand over her bald head, felt the first hint of new growth, and said a prayer of thanks for another day.