The Tradition of Santa Mouse

January 1, 2016

Celebrating the 12th Day of Christmas

January 1, 2016


January 1, 2016
Santa Mouse
Traditional King Cake

My list of New Year’s Resolutions isn’t written on paper yet—in fact, I seldom make Resolutions—but they are clear in my mind. This year I am driven by the knowledge that I will have knee surgery in 11 days.

What will I do during those weeks of recovery? I have pondered that question since my torn meniscus was discovered last August. Erasing my calendar for January and February has proven a blessing in disguise. Those blank days are days to fill with everything I never have time for, more consecutive days spent in Corpus Christi since I bought the condo in Dallas 10 months after Lev’s death.


  • Time to get off the merry-go-round, slow down a little, deal with all the stacks of paper that I’ve ignored for too long.
  • Time to get papers shredded.
  • Time to part with the handful of items I couldn’t bare to throw away in 2009.
  • Time to catch up on household repairs.
  • Time to spend with old friends I see too seldom.
  • Time to get back on my daily writing schedule, to finish revisions to RECLAIMING JOY: A PRIMER FOR WIDOWS.
  • Time to get serious about finding an agent, building a platform, engaging more seriously in social media.

What a precious commodity. We can’t make time. Instead, we must find time for the things that are important to us. During Advent I took Stephen Covey’s advice to schedule my priorities, instead of prioritizing my schedule. Modifying my thinking ever so slightly has made a difference. In December I got almost everything done that really mattered to me. I want to keep that up.

New Year’s Resolutions are good. I have a target to aim at. Two recent essays provide excellent advice on why and how.

Psychology Today: 8 Reasons We Really Do Need to Make Resolutions

Michael Hyatt: How Now to Make New Year’s Resolutions

What are your New Year’s Resolutions?


  1. Good words, Ella. My meniscus surgery turned out not to be all that bad after all … the recovery time was much less than the doctor had predicted. And I did catch up on lots of reading that I’d been looking forward to!

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