My 5:30 a.m. wake-up call babbles through the baby monitor. I groan, never ready to start the day so early. My husband rolls to face me and asks, “Do you mind if I go for a run?” A good wife would say yes right away, I think. But I pause before responding with a sigh. “No, that’s fine. Have fun.” We both know I’m struggling … Continue reading Tell Me What You Need
Slip, slide, swear, and cry your way through the Game of Deployment! Continue reading The Game of Deployment
Separate 4-5 eggs. Beat egg whites until stiff and refrigerate.Beat egg yolks with a scant cup of sugar and 2 T water until light and frothy. The first time I made Kutsche Cake for my husband’s birthday, I made the mistake of beating the egg whites by hand with a whisk. I had never made a meringue and had no idea that that my efforts … Continue reading Happy Birthday to You!
It’s not rational to believe that the omission of her name on an envelope is a true attempt at erasure. And yet, it is hard not to feel its prick, hard not to know that there are parts of her that have slowly evaporated…goals and dreams that have disappeared, parts of her identity that have been shuffled around and set aside. Sometimes it seems like a name is all that remains, and she must hold to it until her knuckles are white; she must cling to the snippets that remain of the person she was. Continue reading Endangered Species
Melissa Kutsche 