How Did We Get Here?

Hi! Nice to meet you. Well... e-meet you anyways. My name is Laice, and I am the creator and sole individual behind Notes2Pass. Thank you so much for being here. This project means a lot to me and I am so excited to share it will all of you!

Notes2Pass started in 2017- but, it really began before that. Growing up, my mom would plaster my life with notes reminding me how loved and special I was. In my lunch, on my car, and on each step of the stairs.

A two year old Laice holds her mothers hands in front of a wall covered in family photos. They are wearing matching outfits- grey Calvin Klein sweaters, black leggings, and black and white converse

When I graduated and moved 10 hours away, the notes came in letter form, and sometimes overnighted with freshly baked brownies. 

I always knew her notes were special- but I didn't realize just how special they were until I lost her in 2014 to Adrenal Cortical Carcinoma. Which is a really fancy way to say that my mom died of stupid cancer.

Laice kisses her smiling mother on the cheek

A week after my mom passed away I packed up my whole life and moved 14 hours away. A move I had dreamed of my whole life. From a small town of 19,000 to one of the biggest cities in the world. Talk about culture shock. I knew NOONE. I felt so scared and alone- and when I needed them the most, my moms notes would never come again.

It was at this point in my life I realized my main love language was "Words of Affirmation".

So, one day I decided I was going to start writing myself the notes I needed. I hid them in my car, pockets, books, on my mirror, and really anywhere I knew I would find them. The words I so desperately needed as I was swimming in an ocean of grief surrounded by millions of strangers. "You are loved" "You are enough" "You are worthy". I figured- maybe if I say it and see it enough I will believe it?

A hand holds a note that says "Giving up is easy and always an option. So let's delay it for another day."

It took months of carrying "You are not alone. This is temporary." scribbled on a piece of paper in the back of my clear phone case until I finally found true comfort in the words.

I was working on my computer at a coffee shop and noticed the woman across the room on the brink of tears. I looked at the note in the back of my phone case- "You are not alone- this is temporary". When she got up to use the bathroom, I secretly placed my note on her table and returned to my seat. I figured she might actually need the words more than me in that moment. Once she returned, she picked up the note, looked around the room with a grin and placed the paper to her heart. It wasn't until that very moment that I actually believed the words written on the paper. I wasn't alone. And neither was she.

I have since been writing the words I need on paper and hiding them around the world in hopes that the message will find whoever may need it. The goal is that they will absorb the message and precede to share it with someone else.

A person laying in a hammock holds a note that says "It's okay to not be okay"

I believe that social media has left everyone feeling lonelier than ever, and by passing hand-written notes from the heart I am able to share tangible messages that we are all in this together.

So, I started making cards to encourage others to share meaningful, silly, wise, and comforting words with others. These cards are deeply personal. I have made them in my most challenging moments and with you all in mind. My goal is to release new packs each month. 

A hand holds a greeting card that says "You are not alone"

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I hope you find joy and comfort sharing them with others as much as I do. Thank you for being here.

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