the /grace/ between

The good-byes of an Army wife. The good hellos of an Army life.

The grace poured out between.

On Keeping Them Safe

(Trigger warning:  Brief mention of suicide and self harm.) When I turned forty, I thought I said goodbye to a decade of being tired. Chuckbob wasn’t even a thought. COVID was months away. // I remember when my Second Son was just weeks old, and I was a fresh mom...

Coming Home

Coming Home

I’m warming myself in the stain-glass and wood-panel glow of my childhood church. Wherever we wander, coming home inevitably means coming here. Today I'm lurking in the back row of the sanctuary during the Sunday school hour, soaking up the light. I hoard these...

01. WELCOME

… A slash can show a line break in a poem, a song or a play. This blog? This is my song, my story. And grace shot through the broken lines of it at every turn. At the heart of it, I am a story-teller. And in the telling of my story, perhaps you’ll find healing for yours.

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COPYRIGHT

© Molly Huggins and The Grace Between, [2010-2018]. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Molly Huggins and The Grace Between with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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