Carly’s Way

Carly’s Way (We offer FREE Narcan and Fentanyl Test Strips to the Wooster OH area.)

Carly’s Way was created in memory of my 24 yr old daughter Carly Jay, and is dedicated to helping the homeless, the addicts, the recovering addicts, and the families of addicts.

Big shout out to my newest top fans! 💎Judy SorensenDrop a comment to welcome them to our community,
03/28/2026

Big shout out to my newest top fans! 💎

Judy Sorensen

Drop a comment to welcome them to our community,

03/14/2026

The Grieving Mother’s Creed
I am a mother whose child no longer walks beside me,
but my motherhood did not end when my child’s life did.
My love did not stop at death.
My love did not disappear with goodbye.
My love continues beyond the limits of this world.
I carry memories where arms can no longer reach.
I carry a name the world may stop saying,
but a mother never will.
Some days my grief is quiet.
Some days it roars like a storm inside my chest.
Both are the language of love that has nowhere left to go.
I will not apologize for the depth of my grief,
because my grief is the echo of the love I have for my child.
I will remember my child.
I will speak my child’s name.
I will honor their life in the way only a mother can.
I stand with other grieving mothers who understand this road.
Together we carry stories the world should never forget.
My heart may be broken,
but it still beats with a love that death could not take.
I am a grieving mother.
And my love will last forever.
Written by Marlena L Bowdery
Many Phases And Faces Of A Mother's Grief

03/08/2026

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03/08/2026

Golden butterflies rise from an open hand,
fragile wings lifting into deep blue.
A cardinal watches from the side,
silent witness.

A mother’s grief is not measured in time.
It does not shrink with birthdays missed
or years counted.

It lives in the body—
in the space where lullabies once settled,
in the hands that learned the shape of a small face.

The butterflies in this image
do not return to the palm.
They ascend,
soft and unreachable.

People speak of healing
as if it erases.
But a mother does not erase her child.
She carries them—
in breath,
in bone,
in every quiet hour.

The pain changes texture.
It becomes part of her shadow.
Part of the way she looks at the sky.

And though the world moves forward,
she remains tethered
to the love that rose from her hands
and never truly left her heart.

— Memories of You

Big shout out to my newest top fans! 💎Susan West, Judy SorensenDrop a comment to welcome them to our community,
03/08/2026

Big shout out to my newest top fans! 💎

Susan West, Judy Sorensen

Drop a comment to welcome them to our community,

Big thanks toSusan West, Judy Sorensenfor all your support! Congrats for being top fans on a streak 🔥!
03/08/2026

Big thanks to

Susan West, Judy Sorensen

for all your support! Congrats for being top fans on a streak 🔥!

03/04/2026
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02/26/2026

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Where do all these tears come from? There have been times that I felt like I could cry a river since losing my child.

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