A circle of care for hard seasons
You’re covered.
When someone you love is going through it, tego gathers the people who want to help into one warm place. Make them something to hear, show up for what’s needed, and carry a little of the weight.
Private by default · free to start · nothing to install
The heart of tego
Say who it’s for.
We’ll make it with you.
Tell tego who it’s for and what’s going on. A producer asks a question or two, drafts a short piece, and reads it in a warm voice over gentle music. Shape it with a tap, or say it in your own voice. Then send it to the person, or to the whole circle. Every piece comes with its words, for the days when listening is too much.
- You
Something for Ruth before her scan on Thursday. She’s my neighbour and she gets anxious in waiting rooms.
- The producer
You want something for Ruth to hear in the waiting room on Thursday. I kept it to about two minutes, plain and steady, with her name in the last line.
How should it end?On her name. On a breath. Just make it. - A next move, if you’d like one.Plainer words: shorter sentences, everyday words. Shape it for tonight: quieter and slower, for the end of the day. Let a line return: one short line comes back, like a cadence.
EncouragementPrayer, or plain words that assume nothing.
Listening
A shelf for tonight.
One for the morning.
Everything made for you, and everything you make, lives in one library. tego groups it by the time of day, so the right piece is at the top when you reach for it. Press play and keep moving: the player stays with you, and a sleep timer can stop it for you.
The person at the center gets a quieter room: what arrived, who read it, one button to press. Nothing to run.
Memory is off until you say yes. Turn it on and tego keeps a few plain lines about how you like things. Only you can read them, and you can forget any line in a tap.
For tonight
Something quiet to end the day.
For Ruth, the waiting · Held through the night · and 2 more
Unheard
Pieces you have not played yet.
For Sam, before Monday · A slow breath before sleep
For the morning
Something steady to start on.
Steady for the day · The morning after
Right now
The help is real.
It’s just scattered.
The love is there. It’s just spread across a dozen places, and somehow you’re the one keeping track of all of it.
One warm place. Everyone who’s helping, everything they’re doing, together.
Care, coordinated
Real help, one tap away.
A shared calendar of what’s actually needed: a meal, a ride, an afternoon with the kids, a load of laundry. See an open need, claim it, done.
No more “let me know if you need anything.” Just one open need, claimed in a tap.
The address and the details show only to the person who claims it.
Giving is not switched on yet. When it opens, the family keeps every dollar of the gift.
Built around your circle
Three gentle roles.
No one does it alone.
The one being cared for. Their room is for receiving: what arrived, who read it, one button to press. Nothing to run.
A close friend who can run the circle on their behalf, for the days they just don’t have it in them.
Everyone who shows up to cook, drive, pray, or make something kind to hear.
Keep tender details to the people closest in. Open the warm, public parts to everyone who cares. You decide who sees what.
Send one link and your people are in, on any phone, in any browser. No app store, no friction, no excuses.
A pastor or a group leader can make pieces for everyone, in a circle with no one at the center. One shelf, shared.
For every kind of hope
Prayers, encouragement, or both.
Some circles pray. Some send strength. Some want plain words that assume nothing, and that is where every circle starts. tego speaks whichever language is yours.
Same flow, your words. Chosen when the circle starts, and no one has to declare anything.
tego.However hard the season,
you’re covered.
Private by default. Gentle by design. Here for the long days and the small kindnesses. When you’re ready, gather your people, or make something for one of them. We’ll hold the rest.
Your circle’s words stay between your circle. Always.