Our Story

from loss comes lovegram
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Grandma Thompson had lived a life full of love and family, adventure and travel. In her 93 years, she birthed 10 children, loved gaggles of grandkids and great-grandkids, and used her spare hours to volunteer and see the world, forming new relationships everywhere she went. Despite her hectic schedule and long list of family and friends, she always found time to send a card. There was not an occasion unmet by a handwritten note from Grandma T. Through every decade, through months on the road in the “travel bus,” through three battles with cancer and chemo, the letters kept coming.
There was never an occasion missed, never a card lost in the mail. She always had a story to share and wisdom to impart. Her absence leaves a gaping hole that can never be filled, but her spirit and her legacy can be honored. Her dedication to forming enduring connections to her children and her grandchildren can be remembered.

The humble beginnings

With the passing of our last remaining grandmothers within a mere two months of one another, an idea was born between my husband and me. Life is cyclical like that. Creation from death. Words from eternal silence.

“You know, it’s just not going to be the same this year without her card,” my husband said after we’d returned home from his grandmother’s funeral. He had received her birthday cards every year without fail since birth, and he knew this year would be different. He’d get the standard handful of texts and scrolling list of Facebook well-wishes from friends and faraway family, but the mailbox would be empty.

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A lover of travel and adventure herself, she had endless stories to share but many went unheard, locked somewhere unreachable by those most desperate to hear them. On the day we mourned the loss of her physical body, I could not shake the days of silence leading up to that final farewell. I wished there had been some way to fill that silence.

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The journey my grandmother was given looked very different from the matriarch of my husband’s family. A divorced mother of two children, my Grandma Marilyn met the world with a stubborn strength we thought unbreakable, but her battle with early onset Alzheimer’s stole her independence and her voice long before any of us were ready.

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The couple behind Lovegram

For my husband, Lovegram grew out of the absence of a hand-written note, that timely, intentional acknowledgement of his grandmother’s unending love.

For me, Lovegram eases the regret of wasted time. It promises the passing down of memories, untold stories and wisdom. It is a monthly reminder, an earnest encouragement to say what needs to be said, to share the stories that long to be heard, and to be truly known by those who love you most.

our promise

Lovegram is not just a company to us. It is the carrying on of lessons and traditions shown to us through our grandmothers - that a morning together is worth a million texts, that handwritten letters hold more than just ink, and that stories and wisdom should be shared openly and often. Our mission is to encourage as many people as possible to send that card, write that letter, share that story now, today. We’ll even make it easy. We’ll include the stamps.

Kurt & Ashley

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