May 2013

At the Table

I open the double-layered, wax-coated paper to reveal the slightly frozen chunks of bright red beef, each piece clinging to the others like magnets. Two pounds of the meat gleams from the white paper on the counter as the olive oil heats on the stove next to me. Because my step sons love it, I […] Read more

Being Specific

“I’m having trouble adjusting,” I sobbed into my husband’s shoulder. He had grabbed me into a firm embrace when his simple, “everything alright?” brought tears to my eyes. For the past four and half months, my husband and I have been getting to know each other in ways that only happen when you share the […] Read more