by Molly Huggins | Apr 24, 2016 | Army Life, deployment, Faith, Grief, Jamester
April is the month of the military child. I have four wild souls populating this space, but my girl, my oldest, she has born the brunt of the choices we make in a way that is both beautiful and heartrending all at once. My husband’s last deployment was two years...
by Molly Huggins | Mar 16, 2016 | Aha Moments, Blogging, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope, Photos, Thankful
I heard it said recently that we should be wary of sharing our testimony. With all due respect … I tell you my story because I want you to know my weakness, and His strength. To recount our moments of fear and grief, grace and joy. To sing a song of redemption. ...
by Molly Huggins | Jan 27, 2016 | Army Life, Blogging, deployment, Grief, Jamester, Our Story
Deployment is a cornerstone of our story. The story I am working on in book form. Miscarriages. Moves. Deployment. Loss. So much grief. So much grace. I’ve shared bits and pieces of the beginning here in this space, but now I am a wee bit stuck. See, now I have...
by Molly Huggins | Aug 13, 2015 | Blogging, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope
(Editor’s note: We are in Virginia now, and I have every intention of writing ALL THE THINGS and then I fall into bed at night exhausted and overwhelmed with nothing left. I am slooowly catching up in this space, but with Baby Girl due in 2 weeks, have grace for...
by Molly Huggins | May 24, 2015 | Army Life, Grief, Jamester, Original J, Our Story, Photos
It is surprising how grief changes over the years. Some things I know, I expect. The edges of the wound soften over time. The fear fades, mostly. We aren’t sad every day. Some things I don’t. Nine years and change later, you see a picture on Facebook of a Volkswagon...
by Molly Huggins | Nov 11, 2014 | Army Life, deployment, Grief, Husband
(If you are new here, my husband is a medevac pilot who just returned home from a 9 month deployment to Afghanistan.) He’s home now, and we are lying in the dark under the covers, me with my hand on his arm because we must be touching. And he’s right next...
