Ashlin B
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“For me, when something is over, it’s over.” She paused, taking a sip of her latte. “I think we’re always looking for some kind of conversation that will tie everything up, but sometimes, you just have to make your own closure.” We just sat next to the window, staring at one another. Both of us instantly…
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Dear Lovely One, Yes, you. Do you know how rightly those words fit you? Like a chunky knit sweater, they were made to wrap around you and shield you from the cold. And it gets cold, doesn’t it? Life gets cold when loneliness comes around, after the day’s laughter has faded. We are left with our thoughts about…
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Welcome to my home. Honestly though, this blog is where I kick my feet up, let my hair down, let thoughts flow freely. I want to invite you to come in, share a cup of coffee and give me some solid words from your heart. So, send me a post. And with (possibly) a little editing,…
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I am pulling out mixing bowls and measuring cups again. If you’ve been on this journey with me for a while, then you might remember my baking phase after Apartment G . I’m back at it and I find myself inviting Grace back inside my home to do her thing. She showed up a couple of weeks ago,…
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It has been that kind of month. The kind where your insurance gets randomly deactivated. The kind where you get a migraine so bad that your head is in the trash can. The kind where someone changes their mind faster than you can catch your breath. The kind where you are stuck having conversations that you swore…
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I feel as though I’ve lived that exact moment a hundred times. This place I’ve been standing recently is one that tastes so familiar. If I went back to old journals, I think I’ve got hundreds of pages filled with maps of walking this pathway. “Haven’t we been through this already?” I asked God, not expecting much of…
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I’m still a little surprised I heard Him. Over the sound of buzzing lights and a thunderstorm brewing outside, I heard Him whisper. I slipped off my socks and shoes. My bare feet standing on a dirt covered floor, I tried to follow His lead. It’s a little bit of an awkward thing, if I’m…
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Originally posted on ASHLIN'S BLOG: I just got home from a road trip with a girl who carries a bright yellow bag that has a cartoon frog plastered across the front. And for the first time in months, I remembered that sometimes you can’t stand steady on your own. Sometimes, you need to wrap your hands…
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Some days, it feels like we’re all just lost in the woods. Like we’ve been dropped out here and that we’re supposed to figure out how to make it home. We’re looking for that thing, that moment when we’ll reach the right door. We are waiting for a place to wipe our feet, a place that’s…
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Relationships and opinions about them are sticky. People get passionate and everyone has an opinion. I think it’s something that we all work out, a choice that is ours to make. I can’t and don’t judge anyone’s personal journey, or the way they feel like God calls them to pursue romance. As for me, I…
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