There are parts of my life that shaped me quietly —
moments I never realized were writing themselves into my future
until I looked back and saw them clearly.
One of those moments began over twenty years ago,
when my husband and I were just two young kids trying to figure out love
before life swept us into different directions.
A year into our relationship,
he joined the military.
And suddenly, love meant oceans between us.
Different time zones.
Different worlds.
Different versions of ourselves unfolding in real time.
Back then, cell phones were restricted during deployments.
Emails were unpredictable.
And the only guaranteed way to reach him
was through letters.
Real, handwritten, imperfect, tender letters
that traveled across the world
carrying little pieces of us inside.
I remember every step of my letter-writing ritual.
Lighting a candle.
Sitting at my desk.
Smoothing the page with both hands
as if I could imprint my heart through the paper.
Spritzing it with perfume — always the same one.
His favorite one.
And sealing each envelope with a kiss in lipstick
like a soft promise that he wasn’t alone.
I poured so much of myself into those letters…
my fears, my hopes, my daydreams,
the tiniest details of my life
because those details were all we had.
And the truth is…
those letters taught me how to love.
How to be gentle.
How to be patient.
How to cherish the slow parts of life.
How to hold on to someone even when the world is pulling you apart.
I still have every letter he ever sent me.
Hundreds of them — ink smudged, edges worn,
but every word still alive.
And this Valentine’s season,
I found myself returning to that girl again.
The girl who wrote love into existence
with nothing but a pen, a candle, and her whole heart.
That is how Softly Yours · The Love Letter Collection was born.
Every fragrance is a chapter.
Every candle is a memory.
Every product is a letter written in scent.
This collection is for anyone who has ever loved deeply…
waited faithfully…
or held onto something worth fighting for.
It’s for the ones who write love softly —
and the ones who receive it.
Softly Yours,
Sophia