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I know you may not know Ashleigh as well as some of us did in Provo. She lived away from home, but I promise you that she had a testimony that families are forever. Ashleigh helped me through my family’s divorce and my shaky testimony of families. She was always on the Lord’s errand. I served in the relief society with her and I remember distinctly the day she spoke on president utchdorf’s talk Forget me Not. She was so nervous. But I have such great notes from her lesson that day. Ashleigh loved and served everyone. I loved spending time with her and Heidi. I loved visiting her at the Creamery and grabbing ice cream just to say hi. I loved being around her because I knew when I was with her I was loved, I was not judged, and I was equal. Ashleigh is excellence in every aspect of the word. I loved reading about her passion for romania and the experiences she had there. She wasn’t in the nursing program with us, but she influenced many of our lives for the better. We are all missing her and we are all so grateful to you and to God for blessing us with the miracle of her life. Thank you for letting Ashleigh influence our lives and change our hearts. We love her. I love her. And I am grateful for the guidance and friendship she gave to me freely.
I am not sure who runs this, but if someone can get this link and message to Ashleigh’s family, that would be great. It is about an experience I had with her on Saturday. Thank you!!
One of my favorite memories with Ashleigh was in Romania last summer. We were working together in a children’s hospital one day and we were in a room with a few children who didn’t have parents. We sat with them, blowing bubbles and coloring. We also taught them a few English words and they were loving it! The older boy was very spunky and we realized quickly that he had quite the temper. As we played with them, two young boys from the next room made faces at us through the glass. Ashleigh and I just laughed and didn’t think it was a big deal. But our new little friend sure did! He was fed up with them annoying us, so he marched out of the room and into their room. I decided to follow him in case any conflict arose. Sure enough, he started yelling at the boys in Romanian and then grabbed one of them by the collar, throwing him to the floor. I tried to pry him away from the poor boy but he was a fighter! He was throwing punches at the defenseless little kid. Meanwhile, Ash is in the other room with the younger boy, completely oblivious to the fact that I’m trying to break up a fight. So I knocked on the window frantically trying to get her attention. She looked up and must have seen my worried expression. “Ashleigh!! Help!” I yelled. She dropped the crayons and sprinted into the room. Immediately taking control of the situation, she firmly but gently pulled the boys apart. We both carried the kicking and screaming boy back to our room. The boy who had been attacked was lying on the floor in the fetal position. So Ashleigh ran to find a nurse, and when she found one, she half-spoke Romanian, half-signed to tell her what happened. It was something like this- “Uhh.. baiati (boys)… plunge (cry)…” Then she made punching motions with her arms. The nurse nodded and went to check on the hurt boy. Turns out, he wasn’t hurt, just a little scared.
Ashleigh and I were not very well-liked by the nurses after that. They must have thought we caused the fight.
After we left we told and retold the story. By this point we thought it was so funny and couldn’t stop laughing. After that we would refer to that incident as “the time we broke up the fight in the hospital.”
Ashleigh has such a fun and loving spirit. But what impressed me the most in the few months that I came to know her was her incredible strength and pure humanity. She had the capacity to love everyone and everything around her and the strength to perform necessary (if sometimes not very pleasing) tasks. I will never forget our experiences together in Romania and the amazing example of love she shared with me. I think all of the girls in our group would agree that she taught us a form of Christ’s love by her actions. My favorite words from her (referring to a baby in the hospital): “She taught me how to love someone that can’t give you anything.” She really understood what the Savior’s love for us really meant.
Love you Ash! Te iubesc!