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Ashleigh Baker - Heart Words
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Ashleigh Baker ponders authentic living, motherhood, military life, deployment, faith, and family while seeking to discover the poetry within life's prose and believing that beauty will save the world.
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an introduction

An existence is made up of eras. Childhood and adulthood, broken into blocks on a timeline. This one may seem endless, that one but a breath. And yet they overlap and begin again, a glued-together st...

14 may 12

blackbird fly

After lunches of peanut butter and strawberry jam, I take the little one to his bed. He’s already four, and yet, without that hour of rest he falls asleep on couches or in cars or flat on a rug...

17 jan 12

jolly ol’ saint nick and the manger baby

It was pizza night at Grandma’s house, a week before Christmas. Everyone was there – my uncle and two aunts, my mama and daddy. And of course there was the bevy of cousins scattered throu...

06 dec 11

heart famine

I think about them, on days like this. When we’re out running errands after church and skipping into the big toy store on the corner for some bright happies to fill the boys’ stockings. I...

05 dec 11

perfect

I have the painting hanging on my mind’s white wall. It is centered, of course; matted and framed. I’ve been sitting on a slipcovered sofa, staring. Tilting my head this way, that. Hoping...

30 nov 11

on school

There was that moment I knew I’d do it. When I knew the decision had been made to send him to school. I had vowed since my own girlhood to keep any children I birthed with me, at home, always. ...

13 sep 11

summer’s end

I feel the cool in the mornings and my heart smiles. I’ve never lived in seasons. The California desert is hot all year ’round and the beach isn’t known for its seasonal change. The...

05 sep 11

surprises and such

If you tried to click over here in the twilight hours of yesterday, you likely saw a page hinting of remodeling and surprises. I’ve spent months contemplating this space, online, and how I wish...

01 sep 11

water and sky

I bite my lip when I’m happy. It’s only when I’m so supremely overcome with such a happy I can’t stand another ounce before exploding into a million specks of confetti. And it...

26 aug 11

choosing the ring

My brother told me this morning of a study he read about online. Some scientists, he said, had theorized that it was impossible for men and women to remain in love for more than 2-4 years and that an...

11 aug 11

turn so happy

I did have a chair. A 40 year old chair with chipped buttery paint. But my coffee cup prefers the chair and I prefer the very top step. Not even eight o’clock and we’re all outside. A mom...

29 jul 11

summer flash

“Yeah, I’m listening… kinda.” He lifts his eyelids toward me and then over to my grinning husband. “I was, too. Totally.” I know my husband’s smirk and reali...

26 jul 11

moving and breaking

We’re moving. Have I told you that? We are. Last week, we turned the key for the final time on our tiny little mountain cottage, slammed our car doors and drove away.   I realized this wee...

06 jun 11

things, choices, and time

I want to tell you about so many of them, these things. All the things swirling in this be-smocked head of mine. About life and happy trips and difficult transitions and sparkle moments and new adven...

12 may 11

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