
Our story
A line that changed everything.
When I was pregnant with my first child, there was a song I couldn’t stop listening to. A father, writing a love letter to his unborn baby.
One line stayed with me:
“Please be happy.”
Not: be the best. Not: be the smartest. Just: please be happy.
I had spent fifteen years working in international media, close to people who were extraordinarily successful. And I had seen how little success on the outside tells you about how someone feels inside their own life.
That contrast stayed with me when I became a mother.
It made me look further ahead and ask what we can give our children early that no success can give them later. The search for that answer kept leading me back to the first six years, and to the small, ordinary moments in which so much of it begins.
That answer became Please Be Happy. For my own children first. Then for yours.



