By Sky Sanchez-Fischer
That time of year again. The old is kissed-off and the new is excitedly waving her arms as I look through the peephole. Right? There is just something about taking down all of the tinsel, lights and red and green throughout the house, I always find myself a bit tearful and sad that it all has to end. Don’t get me started with the tree. Suffice it to say that the sight of it laying in the gutter has, on more than one occasion, prompted me to keep it up well past the safe stage. This year I ate a bite of cheese (camouflaged quite well in a tempting tamale) and was out with a violent allergic reaction for seventeen hours while the husband and in-laws, and four-year-old, took almost all of what was left of Christmas and packed it away.
Where does all of this lead me? To a fresh start, the New Year of course, and what I love about it.
Here are a few simple things I look forward to this year: the 50% off calendars and datebooks after the 1st of the year (I held out until the 7th and am seeing this as a test and victory in self-discipline). The clean white boxes and lines of nothingness, so much possibility; must I say more on this? Next, a new perspective; okay, I won’t fib here, I have been working on this for the past two years with leaps (and some drags up the hill) in progress. Every thing in it’s season, so I declare this as the season, my season, to move forward and not look back, to not allow fear to hold me captive one moment longer and, instead, to listen to the voice of Truth over the warbling of fear and anxiety. That’s a big leap for me. Will someone please hand me the sheet metal shears?
I want to start thriving in my daily musings, everything from parenting to making time for writing to learning the ins and outs of my new Canon (thank you, dear) and my way around the kitchen with ingredients that are comforting, healthy, and won’t have me running for an EpiPen. Honestly, the anxiety of eating out is enough to have me huddling in a corner mumbling the horrors of another botched dish at times.
I need to learn a few things this year, for my own good and growth. So, there are many things I am looking forward to: a trip to Disneyland (our first as a family) in December, more business, freedom, a renewal in health, fitness (yep, I held out until yesterday when my Groupon expired, but I am officially a gym member), permission to consider myself an artist and do my thang (the permission comes from within, in my case) and some new wonders that I will have to keep you posted on.
But mostly, I want to get out of bed with an energy that propels me into my day, one that is mirrored best by my four-year-old. It kind of looks like this: 6:40a.m. and she is standing by my bedside (on Christmas break). The wisps of her uncombed hair are tickling me into thinking I have something of the flying nature stuck to my face. I open a half-glued eye and smile because she is so alive at such an hour as this. She is still in her p.j.s, but has undoubtedly picked out her first round of clothes for the day and set them out, as well as her accompanying accessories (oh, she’s good). And what are the first words out of her mouth after Hi Mama? “Let’s Go Play!” And although I am only thinking of washing my face and plopping back down on the recliner for the next hour I am inspired by her enthusiasm for this gift of a new day. This year, every day, I want to wake up seeing it as a new opportunity to play my day away.
Sky Sanchez is a native Sacramentan. She writes, blogs, substitute teaches and tutors and is always on the lookout for one more job to add to her bursting at the seams schedule. When she is not at her computer or flipping through writer magazines, she is on all fours summoning her unicorn abilities for her three and a half year old or plugging in one half of the ear buds from her thirteen year old son’s iPOD, usually followed by “Ya, I like that, but turn it down.” She shares a partnership, both in business and by law, with her best friend and biggest fan and proofreader. She writes for The Sacramento Book Review and The San Francisco Book Review, and contributes to Sacramento Talent Magazine andStories on Stage blog. She also scribbles out her own blogs at epicureanpc.wordpress.com and skysf.wordpress.com.