01 — The hand
It started with my grandmother. When I was a kid, she taught me a secret language.
Two quick squeezes of the hand. They meant: I love you.
For when friends were around and saying it out loud felt embarrassing, or when the words were simply too much to say.
02 — The answer
I would squeeze her hand back, the same way. No words. No explanation. Just two little squeezes, back and forth.
No one else knew. It was ours — a private way to say something that mattered, only the two of us could hear.
03 — The signal
It was never really about the hand. It was about finding a quiet way to say something that mattered.
I carried that signal with me — from my grandmother, to my wife, to my son.
LovePulse carries that feeling across any distance.
Two pulses.I love you.