by Sonja Semyonova | Aug 29, 2018 | Journal
I have been living on Kauai for the past two years. During that time I never seemed to see the news. No one I knew had televisions and I almost never saw a paper. But as we are transitioning our life to Mexico, I have been stationed at my in-laws’ house in a suburban...
by Sonja Semyonova | Jul 17, 2018 | Journal
When I was in my early twenties, I woke very, very early and hauled myself into a kitchen of a cafe in Boulder, Colorado. I flipped on the lights at 5:00 a.m., turned on the ovens, and spent my morning hefting gigantic trays of steaming muffins, pies, and cookies from...
by Sonja Semyonova | Jul 2, 2018 | Journal
I used to be the type of person who was offended at any notion that I should rise before 10:00 a.m. From ages 11 to 25, I stayed in bed most days until about 11:00 a.m., then stumbled around in my pajamas until I decided it was finally time to do something with the...
by Sonja Semyonova | Nov 16, 2017 | Journal
There is a different kind of morning waiting for you, more than a caffeinated rush to get out the door. This morning is delicious, slow, and nourishing. And it tastes like porridge.Impossible, you think. You’re busy. You have children who need tending. Breakfast (if...
by Sonja Semyonova | Oct 11, 2017 | Journal
I worry that she will hate me one day. That she will take personally my look of exhaustion when she dumps a bucket of bathwater on the bathroom floor, or the way I am a little rough with a wet rag cleaning sweet potato from her ear at dinner.I worry that she will only...