Searching for a Star in the Sky

By Zhenya Tsenzharyk // @zldncooks //

The day’s light had long faded and a rumble of hunger was making itself known from deep within me. Still, the time to eat wasn’t here quite yet. We waited for the first visible star in the night sky, a symbol to start the humble Holy Evening feast. My task, one I performed so eagerly, was to run to the window and look out for the star; I returned to the windowsill again and again while the women in the family chopped, fried, and mixed dishes in the kitchen.