Important words should reach the person they were meant for

When my mother knew that she would soon be gone, she said she would write each of us a letter to find after her death.

I never found mine. I know it exists somewhere in a home I no longer have—a home taken from me by war. I understand that I will probably never return and may never recover those words.

As a child, I had stories recorded by my grandfather. He died when I was very young, but the recording kept his voice and presence close. Over time, media ages, formats disappear and devices stop existing.

A home can be lost. Media can become obsolete. A platform can close. Important words should still reach the person they were meant for.

That is why I am building Untilum: so someone can leave a letter, photograph or voice for their children and loved ones; say what cannot be said today; and let the message arrive when it will matter most.

Untilum does not promise eternity. It is designed to make a message depend as little as possible on one home, device, storage medium, application or company.