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 | Aug 22, 2013 | Army Life, Husband, L.O.V.E., Original J, Our Story
I don’t want to think about the “last time” for anything. But I have to – it’s a requirement for this life we live. The closer good-bye comes, the larger “last” looms. It’s why I always save the last {latest} voicemail from the Husband. It’s why I always say I...
by Molly Huggins | May 28, 2013 | Army Life, Dreams, Grief, Original J, Our Story
It’s the day after Memorial Day. {I am a wee bit late … it’s been tough going on the pregnant front these days.} But I do have something to say … It’s profoundly personal for me. I have written about Jaime here, here, and here. Please, I would love for you...
by Molly Huggins | Dec 11, 2012 | Bug, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope, Original J
I have been turning this over every possible way in my foggy pregnant brain, deciding how, or if to write about it. Because I am happy, I promise, in the kind of way that you want to freeze and remember when the days are coming hard and fast. When Jaime died, and we...
by Molly Huggins | Aug 31, 2012 | Army Life, Fear, Lives We Love, Original J, Snapshots
Please, meet Wendy. She is a dear friend with a Little J like mine. This her snapshot of strong. November 4, 2005. Lunchtime. After a bout of nausea I questioned: could I be pregnant? After three years of unsuccessful attempts we had decided to stop trying to get...
by Molly Huggins | Aug 28, 2012 | Army Life, Grief, Original J, Our Story
. . . I tried to email Husband, willed him to call so I could be the one to break the news. Since telepathy is not my strong suit, he did not receive the message, and read about her death on the front page of the Army Times that someone else was reading in the chow...