I'm the daughter of Cambodian immigrants. I grew up surrounded by a kind of love that was rarely spoken aloud. The kind carried in sacrifice rather than sentences. In long hours worked. In meals placed on the table. In opportunities created for the next generation.
I always knew I was loved. But like many families, some of the deepest feelings were understood more than they were said. For years, when I tried to tell the people I loved what they meant to me, I found that the emotions that mattered most were often the hardest to put into words.
So I started writing. Not because I intended to become a poet. Not because I planned to start a business. I wrote because there were feelings I couldn't find language for anywhere else.
What began as a few poems grew into a collection, then a catalog, then something much larger than I ever imagined.
A pattern I began to notice
The experiences that shape us most are often the ones we're given the fewest words for. The friend who carried us through a difficult season. The parent whose sacrifices echo through generations. The marriage built through thousands of ordinary acts of love. The grief that changes us. The healing that follows. The version of ourselves we fight so hard to become.
These moments deserve words, too. That realization became Twin Souls — not simply as a card company, but as a home for emotional truths. Every piece begins as an original poem, written by hand and inspired by the moments that connect us to one another. Together, they form what I call the Living Library of the Human Heart.
The right words have a way of staying
When I first began writing, I thought I was searching for the right words. What I eventually discovered was that most of us are. A way to say I love you. A way to say I'm proud of you. A way to say I understand. A way to say you mattered.
Perhaps that is why Twin Souls exists — to give voice to the things we have always felt, but have sometimes struggled to say. Because long after the flowers have faded and the gifts have been forgotten, the right words have a way of staying. And sometimes, they become the bridge between what was felt and what was finally said.