i have something to say that is long over due & other things to say that aren't, but are still important.

my senior year of high school was incredibly difficult for me. i mean incredibly. the beginning of every year was always a little hard because i always had friends that had just graduated & weren't there anymore, but senior year was especially hard. i had literally one close friend that i was still in school (shout out, bekah j!!) i wasn't happy with the person i was. i made a lot of mistakes. i was incredibly, incredibly lonely and thirsted for the friendships i had my three previous years of high school. the guy i was dating wasn't there either, so it made it just that much easier for me to feel as though there was near no reason for me to be there.
if you knew me then, you will also know that i was not really a very pleasant person to be around. i had lost my humour, i was grumpy, i was tired & i did NOT want to be there. so...sorry, freshman of '12. you knew me at my worst. unfortunately this caused me to burn a lot of bridges with some really cool people, but what's done is done & i'm not going to burden myself with "what might have beens".
i bring all of this up for a reason. some time during the second semester of my senior year, something really cool happened that has meant way more to me over the past few years than i think it was really ever intended to.
my last period of the day was show choir. i was collecting my things and trying to leave as quickly as possible because i hated everybody (and vice versa) & even if people did want to talk to me, i definitely didn't want to talk to them. as i went to pick up my school bag, i had noticed that someone slipped something into it. a box of one of my favourite candies! i remember it well. charleston chews. that wasn't the part that's stuck with me through the years, though. next to the candies, was a letter.
my name was written beautifully on the front with purple pen. i opened it to see two short paragraphs typed & signed at the bottom "anonymous". the letter talked about how much this person admired me. they gave me compliments that i know i didn't deserve in that dark time. it spoke of god's love for me specifically. it spoke of how someday someone will find me and treat me exactly how i deserve to be treated: like a daughter of God. 

"Don't ever think you are not good enough to be happy"

"Whatever you do, don't settle for less than you deserve. Ashtyn, you are strong and independent, but you don't have to carry all burdens by yourself."




i cannot even begin to fathom explaining how much that short, beautiful, & incredibly personal letter means to me. i know that God whispered to this person what to write in this letter. whoever you are, you are such an instrument for good. i have kept this letter with me throughout the 4 moves i've made since then. i read it regularly to remind myself that God loves me so much that even though i was not a very good person to his other beloved children, he still wanted ME to know just how much he loves ME. He did that through someone that i will never be able to personally thank. i hope that you are reading this post.


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pt. 2

the past 5 months have been incredibly difficult & enlightening for me. sometimes the enlightenment is what made it difficult. i've had to make decisions that i never imagined making. i've had to reflect on who i am as a person & who i am aspiring to be. i've made incredible friends, lost incredible friends, & gained different incredible friends. i've felt a lot of pain. at times i was the loneliest i could remember being in my entire life.
more than anything, i realized that i had this, wall, blockage, call it what you will. there was something in my mind & in my heart that prevented me from feeling love. whether it be from my family, from acquaintances, to my very closest friends, & even from God. i mean, yeah i know that people "love" me, but what does that really even mean if you can't feel it?
this is a trial that my Heavenly Father bestowed upon me. it isn't anything that i would wish upon anyone, but at the same time it took me on a journey that has changed the course of my life. i've studied my scriptures harder & prayed harder than i ever thought possible. on my path to gaining a deeper understanding of God's love & the love i deserve to have for myself, i have been able to feel that for the people around me. the more love i feel for others, the more i have been able to feel from others. 
anyway, i say all of this because today, God did his favourite thing to do for me, once again. when i got home from a work meeting today, there was a box of girl scout cookies & a letter attached to them waiting for me. this one was signed "a friend". once again, it spoke of God's undying love for me. once again, i was reminded that God has never and will never forsake me. He is so aware of my trials, desires, & needs. i was once again reminded of just how blessed i really am with the people & places in my life. my entire life i have been saying that God knew that i wouldn't be able to make it through this life without the incredible examples i have daily. i have a hard time comprehending how blessed & lucky i am to have had the choice spirits in my life that i have.
so thank you, friend. thank you so much for acting on a prompting from the spirit. thank you for being worthy of being an instrument in the Lord's hands. i am eternally grateful for whomever you are.

i'm going to end this forever long post now with a quote that my good friend Elder Ramos sent me the other week that really helped me through a rough patch. President Monson says it best: 

"Relief Society is made up of a variety of women. There are those of you who are single--perhaps in school, perhaps working--yet forging a full and rich life. Some of you are busy mothers of growing children. Still others of you have lost your husbands because of divorce or death and are struggling to raise your children without the help of a husband and father. Some of you have raised your children but have realized that their need for your help is ongoing. There are many of you who have aging parents who require the loving care only you can give.
Wherever we are in life, there are times when all of us have challenges and struggles. Although they are different for each, they are common to all.
Many of the challenges we face exist because we live in this mortal world, populated by all manner of individuals. At times we ask in desperation, “How can I keep my sights firmly fixed on the celestial as I navigate through this telestial world?”
There will be times when you will walk a path strewn with thorns and marked by struggle. There may be times when you feel detached--even isolated--from the Giver of every good gift. You worry that you walk alone. Fear replaces faith...."

"...My dear sisters, your Heavenly Father loves you--each of you. That love never changes. It is not influenced by your appearance, by your possessions, or by the amount of money you have in your bank account. It is not changed by your talents and abilities. It is simply there. It is there for you when you are sad or happy, discouraged or hopeful. God’s love is there for you whether or not you feel you deserve love.
It is simply always there."

hashtag blessed

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Tuesday, April 8

there's something that i've been dying to talk about for months, & the time has finally almost come.




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Wednesday, March 19

in my post about february, i mentioned that steph, bekah, kacy, & i all went to my hotel & had the best night ever...

well, we also tested my water-proof camera for the first time! i got it for christmas last year, but i was always too afraid that maybe, just maybe, it wasn't actually water-proof & that i would ruin it if i used it under water. 

good news!

it's water proof.





































water-world

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Sunday, March 16

i need to talk about something STAT.

sister missionaries


yeah, they are all the rage right now; i know. especially living in provo, i get to hear all the tine from boys how unfair it is that their ward ratio of boy:girl is 3:1

GET OVER YOURSELVES, BOYS.


i get that you're super stoked on getting married & whatever, but i promise you that if you're doing what you're supposed to, you'll get married to someone that's super awesome, regardless of how big the dating pool is right now.

i just really needed to say that.

sorry, not sorry.


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when my sophomore year started, the whole sister missionary craze was in full swing.

9/10 dates that i went on, the conversation went like this:

"So,whatareyoustudying?whereareyoufrom?areyougoingonamission?"

when did that become something that it was okay to ask somebody on a first date? most of the time, i would respectively tell them that i didn't feel like a mission was what god had in mind for my near future, and watch as their face either fell in disappointment about my apparent lack of desire to serve the lord, or light up at the fact that there was at least one 19 year old girl still left in provo. but every once in awhile (usually if the date wasn't going so well anyway) i would tell them how i really felt about them asking that question. going on a mission, especially for sisters, is such a personal, sacred decision. it is something that is between them & god. it is not something that determines your dedication to god or his work. it is not something that should be done just because all of your friends are doing it. it is not something that should be done just because you don't have anything else going on in your life right now.
it is NOT something that you should look down (or up) at people for doing. 

i realize that not everybody else has the same experiences with this as i do. but i have ran into a lot of negativity (from both men & women) about how they feel about all these sisters suddenly jumping on the missionary train. 

you know what i think? 

I THINK IT'S GREAT.

i feel this way for both sides. one of the most spiritual & enlightening people i've ever met isn't going on a mission, & that doesn't make her, or anyone else that makes that decision a less righteous individual. we all have missions to serve, but there are a lot of people who are more needed at home.

i am a member of the church of jesus christ of latter-day saints. i learn it, i live it, & i freaking love it. i am so proud & excited for every single one of my sisters that have the opportunity to give the world the most important gift that anyone has to offer. i try my hardest to support them & trust that they had many a conversation with god about whether or not they should serve. why would anyone belittle or demean that decision, is beyond me. 


& that's all i have to say about that.

i started out february being so in love with my new hair colour.

more midnight slc trips with this punk


it snowed & made my stoop so pretty.
so many nights were spent out until...later than i care to admit.


these best people of my life got together and did the best karaoke you'll ever see anywhere.



i felt small & blessed in february.


alex was the best dad & i had HOT krispy kreme for the first time!!!


i went to the temple in feb even more than i went in january

i went to mama j's cutest surprise birthday.


i hung out with some old friends & said goodbye to one of the bests.


plus me & my cute mom 


these thuggers showed up the last night that we hung out before cody left with 5 million chicken nuggets + he gave me his turntable + records to take care of while he's gone!


i learned something new.


i had a date with the dentist on valentine's day & got reminded of my jaw surgery that I had 5 years ago in february.


i spent 25% of february incredibly ill & it was the worst.
luckily my french throat lozenges were there to comfort me & my cutest mom had brick oven deliver me some deliiiiish soup, because she was in tooco & couldn't help me. maybe i cried, i was so grateful.


i got the coolest nails that i'll ever have in my entire life from Artisan Hair & Spa.
don't mind my ugliest hands.



then my phone shattered on the ground & i got into a hit-and-run accident, but we won't dwell on that bad stuff.

& i was a part of this best ever hair show! i'm so lucky that i got to work with these cool ladies and learn from them. plus they're super talented at what they do.


one of my co-workers bought the cutest puppy named Finley & are even letting me puppy-sit when they go out of town in april. i cannot wait.
i. am. ob. sessed.


the last day in february was spent with my favourite people in this entire world. we went hot-tubbing, & out to din-din, & the soda shop & got to stay at the hotel which is always a fun treat! i am so blessed that these cute girls are a part of my life & deal with my crazy stories and weird desires to eat cheez-its at 1 AM.




i also finally used my underwater camera, so i'll post about that fun time some time this week...







February-ry-ry

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Tuesday, March 4