About Us

When I was 14 years old my mother Judy came into the kitchen and said: “Lasso”, (her nickname for me) “It’s about time you start taking over making the Christmas cookies for the Fam”! Excited to be included as all kids are, I gladly accepted this promotion😊 So, there it began. She showed me the original Nestle Tollhouse recipe and taught me how to measure ingredients.  We would make these cookies year after year until she just gave it up altogether and left it to me. So, as a teenager, you would think I would not want to do this every holiday, but I sure did! It was fun, engaging, and challenging! Back then they were not called, Touch of love, but more like trial and error. I burned a LOT of cookies. As I got older It just became natural to bake these cookies every year for all my uncles, aunties, cousins and friends, and clients. Every year on Christmas eve when I began to drive, I would go around to everyone’s house and drop off a dozen cookies to everyone that we loved, on a Styrofoam plate wrapped in aluminum foil with a red or green ribbon on it, LOL😊 and that was your gift. At first, they were only regular homemade cookies, but people still enjoyed the love and effort of driving through snowstorms to get them their cookies. It became a tradition and the one year I did not make them was the year I knew I could never stop again, or else!!! I never wanted to see that look of sadness on anyone’s face ever again☹ And this was before I tweaked the recipe. So, fast forward and now I am a grown woman still only touching these cookie ingredients once a year for the holidays but now I felt the need to change a few things around and the next year change more and the next year change more, little less of this, little more of that…… Well to my surprise someone called me and said “Girl!!! What have you done"? These cookies taste as if they came right out of a bakery or store or something”. I said, “Thank you” and kept going on with my life, then the next year the same thing, more calls, more text, offers to buy the cookies, request to make them for events, suggestions of going into business for real!!! I could not believe it. But still nothing. I just love to make people happy. Still enjoying my happy wonderful life, the year 2020 came along, and with all that was going on in the world my profession at this time was massage therapy, which I adored! To be able to physically touch and help the hurt and talk to people and make them feel like a million bucks was everything to me, it was love that seeped out of my pores that people felt, not just the massage, although that was amazing too! Seeing that we are now in a pandemic where you cannot breathe around people or touch them, this meant I was one of the first businesses to be shut down. I was an entrepreneur. I was so proud and fulfilled. And now it's gone. I lost the two rooms I was renting because the owner of the salon had to close her doors permanently. While at home feeling lower than low one of my clients texted to ask if I was baking cookies during the shutdown because every year, I also gave all my massage clients a dozen of cookies during December!!! They loved it!! I think they paid for a $75 massage during the Christmas holiday just to get free cookies, lol. So, as soon as she asked my first response was “yes, I sure am” and I came up with a price and name right there on the spot! Just like that, then I called my accountant and asked her to get me an LLC for A Touch of Love Cookies!  She was also a massage client, so she knew exactly the cookies I was speaking of!  So as the world is going through all the crazy of 2020, The worst day of my life happened. Oct 26th around 10 am slapped me dead in the face! My father called to tell me, my mom, was being rushed to the hospital very unexpectedly. After multiple attempts of CPR by my dad and EMT there was nothing the doctors could do for this brain aneurysm. My world stopped. Having to watch your mother being taken off life support over video because Covid-19 restrictions will not allow you to be there is quite numbing, to say the least. This tore me up to realize my brother and I no longer have a mother and my father no longer has a wife. I could not see myself living 30 minutes away from my dad anymore if he were going to be out there without her and alone. I mean, he is healthy but comes on… He just lost his life partner of 50 years. Because God is so good, I was able to rent the house right next door to him and before I knew it, in a month I was packing up my apartment in Westland, paying out my lease with the money I saved from selling cookies and getting ready to move back to my hometown of Belleville Michigan! This was everything! I can care for my dad see him every day, cook for him and be there for him like he is for me.  I was so blessed to be born into a family of carpenters and builders. My father and uncles all came together and turned this fixer-upper into a beautiful home so I could move in quickly and run my business 🙏🏾 Through it all, I am still an entrepreneur and I have dreams, and as life shows us daily…. It is truly short. I have no more time to waste. I have no more energy to spend on a dead end. I want to have Touch of love cookies in stores across the world. I want people to eat these cookies and think of me, my mother, my father, and my brother. I want the world to taste what love is made of. I do not have children, but I am Auntie!! I want and need to leave a legacy behind for my niece and nephews, whom I love dearly. I want to instill in them that it is possible to have a wild dream and with a lot of hard work it can and will come true if God says it is for you! So, after 29 years of tweaking, perfecting, and giving cookies away it's time to make it happen. My, why is my mother.  My why is my father.  My why is my family. I want to be able to spoil my family as much as I can, I want to be the best example I can be, and I want to help as many people as I can with inspiration, love, happiness, and of course, cookies. I need my mother to look down and feel her say “That’s what I’m talking about, Lasso, I’m so proud of you” While she kicks back and has a cookie.