It started with one box. When my mother-in-law began her cancer journey, I wanted her first day of chemo to feel like something other than fear. So I made her a box — filled with journals, affirmations, little comforts, and a whole lot of love. Then I made six more for whoever the nurses thought needed it most. Knowing those boxes found the right hands — knowing my mother-in-law was moved to tears — I knew this was bigger than one box, one family, one day. That's why Rooted Box exists. For every box you order, we donate one to a cancer infusion center. Because everyone fighting a terrible disease deserves to feel that same love in a box. — Rooted Box