CarlyMarie

When it comes to women in my life, I will admit that I'm very distant and stand offish in my feeling close. I'm an advocate of all things that have developed me as a woman and the things that have defined me as a person, mother, sister, friend and fiancee. One defining moment as we know is when Vikki-Ann died. That moment rocked my world to the very core of me and with it came bitterness, anger and grief.
A special lady named CarlyMarie gave me a light to grasp when I first met her lovely work. Beautiful skies glistened over the sea, which formed the backdrops of many beautiful names written in the sand. As time got on, these blossomed into so much more and with so much heart, feeling and love. My umbra of grief had been taken down and replaced with a different view of the world I had lost touch with.
Sunsets, sunrises and the night skies had been a big part of my life, these were replaced with fear and anxiety as I lost confidence in my ability as a mother. My point is, if it wasn't for Carly's work and tireless devotion to the bereaved community. I wouldn't have made it back to being me. When I hear of someone attacking Carly for the choices she makes, I will stand by her. I am pro home birth, non vaccination and things considered far left of the scope. Because me as a Maori woman asks that of me in strength of who I am. Leave Carly alone for the choices she makes for her family and self above all else. Carly is who she is because of the choices and the life that has defined her and more importantly the person I feel safe in writing my dead daughters name in the sand. "No apologies, no regrets"
Love you Carly