Ashlin B

  • The Expectations of Love and Getting Married

    I’ll never really know what people expected of me, I think that’s where I have to start. Some probably thought I’d be the calculated type to spend years evaluating the ins and outs of a relationship, examining the nooks and crannies of every part. Sometimes I think that’s what I expected of myself—to logically pick…

  • Let’s Try Holding On

    Across oceans and continents, we still write and leave one other voice memos. When crisis comes or we find something funny, we send it to the other. We reminisce about the years we spent under the same roof, how we miss the Sunday mornings we spent making breakfast or listening to Josh Garrels in the…

  • All The King’s Horses and Men: Lessons In Grief

    I learned strength from a woman whose falls from grief would have made Humpty Dumpty himself marvel that she ever got back up. Born into a family of blue eyes, I got mine from the hazel-eyed woman who was put back together again and again. My grandmother sang me this nursery rhyme in the same…

  • I Will Remember This Christmas

    The snow crunched beneath our boots, my nephew was born, I decorated my tree, found the perfect gold ribbon for wrapping gifts, went to parties. I’ve done everything the holiday season calls for. I know I’ll remember this Christmas. This one.  Sometimes we don’t get to prepare for the pain we know is coming, sometimes…

  • To: My Future Daughter // A Letter on Love Stories.

    To My Future Daughter: I truly and sincerely hope that you only ever have one person that you marry and spend a big chunk of your life with. But before that story, before you find the story that tops all other stories, you’re going to have a lot of other really good stories. I say…

  • To: My Future Daughter // A Letter on Grief.

    It is entirely possible to have both one of the worst and best days of your life on exactly the same day. This is because grief is one of those things that frees you from all of your pride and ego while simultaneously ripping your heart out. In the midst of my grief, I’ve done…

  • You Won’t Forget: Thoughts on Letting Go.

    It happened again the other day. One of the last times I remember it happening was when I was sitting in the hospital. I was on a different continent entirely and I kept going back and wondering if I would always feel this way. That sinking feeling and those same thoughts always come in waves.…

  • Let Your Heart Break and Find Out Who Stays.

    This restaurant, this table, knows all our worst heartbreaks. If the walls around it could speak, they would repeat back to me some of the hardest words I’ve ever said, attached to some of the strongest love I’ve ever felt. One day when we’re older and have maybe learned what it means to let go…

  • The Miracle of Staying

    I used to think miracles were only instantaneous, a supernatural phenomenon that God performed in a split second. I believe in those kinds of miracles, but this morning as I drove home, I whispered prayers of gratitude for a different kind. I gave thanks for the miracles that come only with time, process, and things…

  • Plan B Girl: Five Years of Strange Fame

    I once wrote a blog post that was read around the world and I secretly spent my early twenties hating that it will likely be the most popular thing I’ll ever write. I wanted the most impactful article sitting next to my name to be something meaningful like my thoughts on God, war, history, poverty,…

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