Fresh today · Tuesday, 14 July

New Wishes

A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.

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We keep choosing each other. Tuesday. February. After a hard month. Before a long week. That choosing is the whole thing.

I would walk to wherever you were. I want you to know that today, and every Tuesday.

Happy Valentine's to the woman who knows where everything is, including me.

You make our kitchen feel like a country. I have happily been a citizen for years.

The day we got married was loud and beautiful. Most days since have been quiet and beautiful. Both. Together. I'd take both.

I love you in the morning. I love you tired. I love you laughing. I love you not laughing because the news is bad. I love you in all weather. Always have.

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Today I want to thank you for the millions of small kindnesses I have failed to thank you for. I see them. I see you. I love you.

We're not the couple in the movie. We're the couple who watched it together and argued about the ending. Better story. Better lives.

You've forgiven things I haven't forgiven myself for. I notice. Thank you. Happy Valentine's.

Marriage is the slow practice of becoming worthy of someone who chose you when neither of you knew yet. You're worth every practice round. I love you.

The house is louder than it was. The years are quicker. The love is bigger. We did good. We are doing good.

There's no anniversary as quiet as a Tuesday in February with you. I will take it. Forever. Happy Valentine's.

I have been your husband long enough to know there is no one I'd rather be one for. Still you. Always you.

To my wife — for the soft good morning, the rough good night, and every honest minute between. I love you. I'm grateful. I'm yours.

You're the one I want to tell about my day. That has not changed and won't.

Thirteen Valentine's together and you still leave little notes in my coat pocket. I will never get over you.

You make our life feel possible. Thank you. I love you. Happy Valentine's.

The version of myself I get to be in this marriage is the one I like best. That's you. That's us.

I love the way you laugh at our kids' jokes like they invented humor. I love the way you fold the towels wrong. I love everything.

You hold the family together with quiet hands. I see it. I love you for it.

We've outlasted apartments, jobs, two cities, a pandemic, and that terrible blue couch. I'd outlast more, with you.

Some days I marvel at how lucky I got. Today is one of them. Today I'm marveling out loud.

You're the man I want our kids to remember. Steady, kind, present. You're already that. Happy Valentine's.

The grand gesture I want is breakfast at the kitchen table with you tomorrow morning. The day after. Forever.

Marrying you was the smartest decision I've made, and I have made a few. Happy Valentine's, my best yes.