by Molly Huggins | Feb 18, 2014 | Army Life, deployment, Faith, Husband, Lives We Love, Our Story, Photos
{Taking a little detour so y’all can learn a little bit more about the driver of this crazy train … that’s me, by the way. I’m the driver.} Sooo this was supposed to be on Friday. I won’t bore you with the reasons I am writing this on Monday. But … pray...
by Molly Huggins | Feb 12, 2014 | Army Life, Faith, Fear, Hope, Husband, Uncategorized
Didja ever have those days? Those days – like today – where I end up on the wooden floor in my living room backed up against the wall, hypnotized by the dust motes floating lazily around pale, cold sunbeams. And the wall is necessary, bracing me, because I...
by Molly Huggins | Feb 3, 2014 | Army Life, deployment, Husband
{Super late, of course, but linking up with Lisa Jo and the Five Minute Friday crew.} The soldier as hero narrative makes us uncomfortable, it does. But the gratitude comes often and expressive when he is in uniform. And because there is a generation of warriors who...
by Molly Huggins | Jan 13, 2014 | Army Life, Community, Mommy Heart, The Dailies
I’ve been a sad sack around here lately … I’ll have mercy on you today, and tell you why you should immediately do something nice for the closest {permanent} single parent you can grab. We went to my parents’ church over the break. I grew up in this church, it’s...
by Molly Huggins | Jan 8, 2014 | Aha Moments, Army Life, Blogging, Faith, Grief, Jamester, Original J, Our Story, Photos
Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of one of my best friends. Eight years. If you are a regular reader, or a Facebook friend, you already know that. If you’d like to read more about her, feel free to click here. You know what surprised me about yesterday? I’m...
by Molly Huggins | Jan 2, 2014 | Army Life, Blogging, deployment, Faith, Fear, Hope
The prompt tonight is FIGHT. {Five Minute Friday is back, yay!} I was rolling it around on my tongue, waiting for more words, coherent thoughts, to follow. And truthfully, I was just about to bow out when my seven year old nephew shouted from upstairs. “Hey! Fight and...
