Carlene Bryson-Law - Obituary

Carlene Bryson Law, affectionately known as "Carly," peacefully passed away at the age of 69 on October 21, 2024, in Houston, Texas, leaving behind a legacy of fierce love, artistic creativity, and undying determination. Born on August 23, 1955, in Odessa, Texas, Carly was the beloved daughter of the late Carson and Charline Bryson. She joins in heavenly peace her brothers, Carl Bryson and Willis Bryson, while leaving treasured memories with her sister Leisa Collins. Carly shared her journey with her devoted husband, Gordon Law, whose companionship brought her profound joy and happy times throughout all their years of marriage. Her life's greatest pride and devotion was reserved for her beloved and gifted son, Dylan Bryson, whom she cherished deeply. Carly lived her life on her terms. A woman of remarkable strength, keen intellect, and steadfast work ethic, she was known for her no-nonsense approach, tempered by a loving, generous spirit. She immersed herself passionately into everything she touched, from writing poetry to creating beautiful artwork and crafts during g her lifetime. Carly was a published author of two celebrated poetry books, where her raw honesty and powerful emotional insights captivated readers. Music filled her heart, and Carly found comfort and joy across many genres. She loved movies and television shows, appreciated decorating and crafting, and cultivated a talent in artistic endeavors. Her favorite escape was the peaceful beauty of the Texas Hill Country. The serene communities of Wimberley and Blanco held a special place in her heart, nurturing her dreams of eventual retirement away from the busy city of Houston. A celebration of Carly's remarkable journey is planned to be held in Wimberley and the Hill Country area she dearly loved. A memorial bench will be placed in her honor at a future date and location. Please contact her sister, Leisa Collins, through Facebook for additional memorial details. As Carly wrote eloquently in her book, "Speaking of our Mother," reflecting upon loss: "After she died, I realized that house was where we left everything, unfinished lives, unfinished dreams, and the ghosts of what remained." Her sister Leisa adds: "The deep intensity of her perceptions into the everyday struggles, hard-core grit, and telling it like it is—in your face truths—is something that will profoundly be missed by all who knew Carly." "I want to stop and stretch, stand in the sunflowers, let the rattlers taste my boots." - Carly Bryson.