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Three years.
When did that happen?

It's almost incomprehensible to me that it's been three years since my sister walked me down the aisle to meet you, that it's been three years since we publicly promised forever to each other, that it's been three years since we said goodbye to saying "goodbye" to one another.

It doesn't feel real until I traipse through the lane of memories held in my mind and realise how much life has happened since that day. I mean, we moved across the country to a city where we didn't know a single soul, we've travelled to Australia, the Philippines, England and France, we've made lifelong friends that are more like family than anything else... we've danced in the sunlight atop our mountains and clung to each other whilst in our valleys. 

You're my best friend, Timothy Joseph, and I wouldn't do life any other way. Being held by you and celebrated by you every single day is my greatest blessing.


A year ago, I would have never posted this photo. 

I have always been insecure about my profile because I used to get teased about my nose (I’m half Maori and half Chilean so I was always destined to have a bit of a statement nose, let’s be honest!)— and those words always stuck with me — they became my truth. It’s only recently that I’ve been able to start pushing away all these stupid labels and cruel nicknames and just embrace some of these things that make me, me. 💗 

I know it’s so much easier said then done but oh my gosh, it is so freeing when you just embrace your insecurities rather than letting them overpower you. 

Your truth is so much more than the words of schoolyard kids.

A x


Whānau (Maori language) = “Whānau is often translated as ‘family’, but its meaning is far more complex. It includes physical, emotional and spiritual dimensions and can be multi-layered, flexible and dynamic.”

My family is a beautiful mess.... and because of that, for years and years I struggled with my identity. People have always asked for clarification of who I’m related to, who fits where etc etc and I always struggled to answer because I didn’t have a definite answer myself. I mean, YES! they’re my family.. but family always seemed to imply certain restrictions and conventions that I could never fit into. Family was a word that I hated for so long because mine didn’t look like everyone else’s. I have brothers who are family but we don’t share the same biological parents, I have blood siblings who I don’t even know, I have several mother and father figures and I have nieces who (if you wrote down the family tree on a piece of paper) would probably look like far extended relatives when in reality they complete my inner circle like no others ever could.

When I was 16, I was introduced to the concept of whanāu not by hearing its meaning, but by living it. It’s a term that encompasses all the variables I was trying to communicate but didn’t know how to. It is family, but it goes so much deeper and spreads so much wider than that word alone can possibly express. Whanāu was the word that gave me roots when I had been completely uprooted. 💗

I am a Taiaroa. I am a Mepham. I am a Gonzales. I am a Vargas. I am a Gomez. I am a Daughter of God. I know now that my identity is in my whānau and in God and in that alone, I am overwhelmingly blessed ✨

What does your family / whānau look like?

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