by mollyhuggins | Feb 2, 2022 | Grief
So here’s my new semi-terrible discovery. There is a nonlinear expression in the physical nature of grief, not just the intellectual and emotional, and nearing the anniversary of my daddy’s death, the two are not working in concert. Not at all. My body has functioned...
by Molly Huggins | Sep 14, 2021 | Our Story
2021 feels like a lament, a sacrifice, a burnt offering of time and sanity and presence. A series of goodbyes, both to the tangible and to the what-could-have-been. I haven’t been much of a friend. Or a mother, or a wife, or even a writer. I am stretched between them...
by Molly Huggins | Oct 9, 2018 | Hope
I’ve been quiet for a lot of reasons over the past few months. I haven’t written a word for myself. For reasons most of you know, or can guess. Moving is hard, transition is hard, new jobs are hard, and so it goes. But I will tell you this. In the midst of bearing up...
by Molly Huggins | Nov 17, 2017 | Army Life, deployment, Husband, Our Story
(I am a week behind. This, this for Veteran’s Day, 2017). I stood in the post office the other day, boxing up the bulk of my children’s Halloween candy to send to a friend overseas. I fumbled over the customs form, a piece of paper I’ve scribbled...
by Molly Huggins | Nov 15, 2017 | Army Life, Faith, Fear, Grief, Hope, Thankful
Wed been married 205 days when my body failed my first (un)born. Wed been apart for 148 of those days. My soldier left in the fall, in the brilliance of the dying leaves. He left, and I was pregnant and blissfully naive in the way you can only be when you...