Happy Thanksgiving. May the holiday treat you the way you treat the kids. Patiently. Generously. With your full attention.
Fresh today · Friday, 24 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.
Wishing you a peaceful Thanksgiving, teacher. The work will be here Monday. The rest is what makes Monday possible.
I miss you. The day was fine. The night is the part where it shows up.
Miss-you note. The bed without you is colder. The morning without you is quieter. Both are wrong.
I miss you. The room is the same. The light is the same. You are the part that's missing.
Thinking of you. The phone is on. The door is open. The countdown to seeing you is the one I keep on my fridge.
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What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
- Baby
- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
More from today
I miss you. The conversation in my head with you is one of the better ones I've had all week.
Miss-you note for the boyfriend whose voice in the morning is somehow the only sound that doesn't bother me.
I miss you in the small ways — the way you'd reach for the remote, the way you'd laugh at this terrible show, the way you'd already be making the kettle work without being asked.
Thinking about you tonight. Hope wherever you are, the bed is good, the room is warm, and the day was kind.
I miss you. The way your name comes up in songs I didn't expect.
Miss-you wish. The distance is temporary. The love isn't.
I miss you. The kind of missing that doesn't ask for a reply — just wants you to know.
Thinking of you tonight. May the next time we're in the same room come faster than the calendar promises.
I miss you. The bed is the same bed. The bed is also colder than I remember it being.
Miss-you note. The dog keeps looking at the door. I get it.
I miss you. The next time we're in the same room, I'm not letting you out of it for a while.
Thinking about you. The streetlights, the song on the radio, the way the wind sounded — all of it tonight reminded me of you.
I miss you. The cup, the chair, the side of the bed — all the small empty things.
Miss-you wish. The countdown to seeing you again is somehow both fast and impossibly slow.
I miss you. The night is fine. The mornings are when it's loudest.
Thinking of you. Sending warmth from across whatever distance is between us.
I miss you. The kind of love that hurts a little when it's quiet, because the quiet is full of you.
Miss-you note. The book I'm reading would make you laugh. The movie tonight would make you cry. I want to watch both with you.
I miss you. Not in a way that requires fixing — just in a way that wants to be felt.