I’ve always vowed to be as open and honest about my own journey as I can. I believe there’s so much value in authenticity, especially when you are asking people to trust you in a way they may never have trusted another person before.
And so, today, I share a very special post. In honour of someone very precious to me, who helped me walk the path that led me here, to you, today.
Someone I lost, a year ago today. The beautiful, funny, deeply caring and life-changing Carrie Rose.
She was my counsellor, coach, mentor and co-conspirator, and she touched my life so profoundly that you’d barely recognise the woman I was before I met her.
She saw strength, when I felt weak.
She saw courage, when I felt scared.
She saw future, when I felt trapped.
She saw hope, when I felt hopeless.
She believed in me, when I couldn’t believe in myself. She helped me find my wings.
Her death last year was sudden, unexpected and utterly tragic. A true light in this world went out. And yet, her light shines on, in all whose lives she touched.
I often wonder what she’d make of my current adventures. I wish I could talk to her, tell her. And yet, I know she knows.
I’m glad I told her often, how much she meant to me and how grateful I was for her support. I know she knew. I could tell from the emotion in her eyes. It doesn’t stop me wishing I could tell her again.
A few weeks ago I had the honour of being invited to share my story in a One of many guest blog. I’d never told my story quite so publicly before, and yet, it felt important.
And so, I told it. The last few years of it, at least. Yet still I hesitated to share it more widely. It’s a vulnerable place, sharing so openly.
But today, on the anniversary of Carrie’s death, it seems fitting to share the story that she was such an intrinsic part of. A tribute, if you like. My honouring of her life.
I hope it may give you hope and courage, when things seem hard. I hope it may give you faith, when everything seems lost. I hope it reminds you that you are stronger than you think, and that dreams do come true.
I hope that in sharing a little of my story, you understand a little more about why I do what I do, and why I care so much. I hope you recognise a little of yourself, and remember that you, too, have wings.
Thank you Carrie. You are loved, appreciated, and never ever forgotten
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