THE STORY
My Why
At age 21, my brother (just 18 months younger than me) took his life.
Mental health has touched my family in profound ways. In the years that followed, I also lost my mother, my father, and another brother. Grief became something I learned to live with, not something I ever fully moved past. During those hardest seasons, when words failed and time felt suspended, one thing consistently brought comfort and connection: photos and memories.
Photos reminded us of who we were before the pain. They gave us something to hold when the people we loved were no longer here. They grounded us. They told our story when our hearts couldn’t.
As technology evolved, I noticed something unsettling: our memories were disappearing into phones, clouds, and hard drives, untouchable, unshared, and at risk of being lost forever. The very things that have helped my family heal were becoming harder to access, harder to pass down, harder to preserve.
That realization is what led me to create Persnickety Box.
Not just to print photos, but to protect life stories. To make memory-keeping simple, intentional, and tangible again. To ensure that joy, love, and even grief have a physical place to live. Because when life moves fast or gets unbearably hard, what matters most is remembering that we were here and that we loved deeply.
I believe printed photos are more than nostalgia.
They are anchors.
They are proof of life.
They are legacy.
And I’ve never met anyone who regretted printing a photo, only the ones they wished they had.
Statistics show that when children see photos of their childhood, the feelings of love and belonging arise and build self-esteem and self-worth.
We’re living our legacy today, we have the ability to tell our story, our way, why aren’t we? I promise in 20 years, you’ll wish you would have taken the time to document your life in a tangible form, whatever that might be.
My childhood photos bring me so much joy.
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