six years ago, on december 1, 2019, the first known case of what we now call covid-19 was recorded. nobody knew that a single diagnosis, something that was quiet, remarkable, barely noticed outside one hospital, would ripple outward and reshape the entire world as we see it. it didn't come with sirens, or headlines, or global panic right away though. it arrived softly, almost invisible. and then everything changed. six years later, it is strange to look back and remember life

thanksgiving has often been painted in warmer tones. we have longer tables with comfort food laid out in front of us, loud rooms full of people who feel like our home. it is a holiday that allows us to pause, to take a deep breath, and to name the things that we are grateful for. and yet for many of us, gratitude does not show up alone. it arrives hand-in-hand with something that seems much quieter, but more complicated. grief. maybe this year looks different for you than yea

over the past eight months, a small idea kept coming back to me. something that started of as a quiet item on my to-do list, became something that i couldn't ignore much longer. today, i can finally share what i've been working on. this project was born out of care, a need for connections, and deep belief in the value of life in all its forms. jaan means 'life' or 'soul' in many south-asian and middle eastern cultures, and when i look at the world around us, i see how much o