
My Story
AshaBox began with my best friend.
We grew up side by side — so close that people were always mixing the two of us up. Then a leukemia diagnosis changed everything in an instant.
Homework and weekends quietly became hospital rooms, appointments, and immunity checks, and I watched her world turn into something no child should have to carry.
She taught me how quickly life can rearrange itself — and how precious an ordinary afternoon can become.
She passed away three years ago, but her memory lives on in every box we pack. AshaBox exists so every child in treatment gets to feel like a kid — seen, celebrated, and wrapped in care.
Even the colors of this site are hers — the sage, the rose, the cream were her favorites. Every detail of AshaBox carries a piece of her.
This is for her.


