After the funeral, we went through old photo albums. Watched the videos we had saved. My niece — her daughter — found diaries and cried because she could no longer ask what those lines meant.

We searched for everything that remained. Photos in the family chat. Videos on an old phone. Voice messages. But it was all scattered, mixed with noise, impossible to piece together.

We'd long used MyHeritage, building a family tree. But genealogy doesn't preserve voice. It doesn't preserve laughter. It doesn't preserve HOW a person told their stories.

I looked at this and thought: why didn't I record her stories? Why didn't I ask her to tell me about her childhood, about our grandmother, about what she remembered?

Yet I know how to do this. For more than five years, I've worked with people's living stories. At Audiodoc, we record their narratives and turn them into theater performances. I know how a real interview works. I know people remember far more than they think — if you ask the right questions.

And I decided: if I can do this for theater — I'll do it for families. For those who don't want to feel what I felt: that they missed the moment. That they didn't ask. That they didn't record.

That's how I created Family Stories.

I built it for my family. For my niece who will never hear her mother's voice again. For my older sister who's desperately trying to preserve at least something.

And for you. So you won't feel what I felt: that you didn't make it in time. That you didn't ask. That you lost forever what could have been saved.