by Molly Huggins | Aug 21, 2013 | Aha Moments, Army Life, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope
We are promised to each other for a little more than eight years now – and in those three thousand and ten days, {give or take a few}, we’ve spent a little less than half of them whole worlds apart. The separation of days makes riches of the extraordinary...
by Molly Huggins | Aug 15, 2013 | Army Life, Faith, Fear, Hope, Husband, Our Story, Uncategorized
{Preamble: I’m feeling a little raw tonight. I mean, after eight plus years of marriage, four deployments, six moves, five pregnancies, three kids, I picked now to start comfort eating. Maybe it was adding Second Son. Maybe it’s the impending deployment staring me in...
by Molly Huggins | Jul 12, 2013 | Aha Moments, Army Life, Faith, Fear, Husband, Thankful
My eyes linger on the toys strewn across the room and I think I must take these moments, take the time now and spend them in clean rooms, on scrubbing floors and wiping the toothpaste marks off the counter in the bathroom. I must erase the evidence of the three tiny...
by Molly Huggins | May 20, 2013 | Faith, Fear, Hope, Husband, L.O.V.E., Mommy Heart, Second Son
Breaking news y’all. We went on a date a month ago. And now, weeks later, I want to tell you about the night I really truly fell in love with this wee babe in my belly. Not just the idea of him, but the reality of him. Also, I want to tell you his name. First, our...
by Molly Huggins | Apr 19, 2013 | Blogging, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope
What a week. The Boston Marathon. West, Texas. Ricin letters. And now the unfolding manhunt in Boston as I type. It feels vaguely apocalyptic, no? `I haven’t written much … it is overwhelming, and we have a few other things going on here. Others have...
by Molly Huggins | Apr 6, 2013 | Army Life, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope, Jamester, Mommy Heart, Our Story
From November 2008 to November of 2009, my husband and I were both deployed to different parts of the world. The J Girl spent the year with my older sister and her husband. She was one and a half when we dropped her off. She was two and half when we picked her up....
