
- Hello! I'm Ashlee - a writer, photographer, joy-chooser, and brand new momma to Everett Hudson. This is where I blog about marriage, motherhood, friendship, and faith. Welcome!
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- when i first understood the meaning of love.
- sink or swim: the one where i flee the cubicle.
- an ode to our first little house.
- writers vs. bloggers.
- when life gives you lemons, or when your baby is breech.
- my journey from extrovert to introvert.
- girl crush.
- a simple christmas.
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Tag Archives: love
the one with the homemade valentines.
I swear I’m not a Valentine’s Day freak. Valentine’s Day to me is usually just an excuse to eat a ridiculous amount of candy hearts and force Brett to write something nice in a card. Romantic, huh? I guess motherhood … Continue reading
the purpose of marriage.
In preparing for my bible study last night, I came across this sermon by Tim Keller. If you have time this week, I highly recommend reading through the whole transcript. This was my favorite part, and my personal takeaway: Jesus … Continue reading
an open letter to my husband on our five year anniversary.
(because he deserves a little bit of public praise once in a while) B, Five years ago today, we became husband and wife. At 25 and 21, we were just a couple of kids madly in love. We didn’t know … Continue reading
the violet summer issue is here!
Ta-da! It’s done! Read the summer issue of The Violet here! To be honest, I wasn’t as involved with this issue because, you know, I was off having a baby. Good excuse, right? But, I did manage to write a … Continue reading
a piece of yourself.
“Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood … Continue reading




