09/29/2026
Today is always so bittersweet.
Twelve years ago today, I lost my dad. It feels impossible to say that it has been twelve years since I’ve seen his face, held his hand, or heard his voice. Somehow it feels like a lifetime and no time at all.
And today also marks ten years since I officially launched Sincerely.
I started Sincerely two years after losing my dad, as a way to hold onto the things that suddenly felt more precious than anything: his handwriting, his words, the little pieces of him that I could still physically keep close to me.
What began as something deeply personal became something I never could have imagined. Over the last ten years, I’ve had the privilege of helping so many people preserve their own stories, memories, and people they love. There is something incredibly meaningful about knowing that a business born out of my own grief has allowed me to create pieces that bring comfort, connection, and joy to other people.
I wish more than anything that my dad could see what Sincerely has become. I wish I could show him the pieces I’ve made, tell him the stories behind them, and hear what he thinks. But I also know that none of this would exist without him.
Twelve years without my dad. Ten years of Sincerely. And somehow, he is still at the heart of all of it.
I miss you every single day, Dad. This will always be for you.