May the freedom feel earned — because we both know exactly how earned it is.
Fresh today · Sunday, 26 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.
Hoping the team you leave behind realizes slowly what they had.
Wishing you the kind of days that don't need a plan to be wonderful.
After years of carrying projects together, here's to carrying nothing for a while.
May this retirement be the long-running joke we always wished we had time for.
Hoping the next chapter has more of us in it, not less.
↑ pick one up
Browse by occasion
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
Wishing you the slow pace you quietly designed over years of fast ones.
May the office miss you the way I'll miss the everyday version of you.
Hoping retirement gives you all the hours work borrowed without asking.
Wishing you the rare gift of being free and still genuinely wanted around.
After watching you handle deadlines, watch yourself handle freedom with the same grace.
May our friendship outlast every shared org chart we ever drew.
Hoping you find the perfect ratio of rest and mischief — leaning toward mischief.
Wishing you trips I'll hear about and naps I'll never be told the length of.
May the new pace suit you so well it makes me jealous on schedule.
Hoping the next chapter is the easiest one yet, and the most fun.
Wishing you long, slow afternoons that drift into evenings without warning.
After all the years of being colleagues first, here's to being friends mostly.
Hoping retirement feels less like an ending and more like a long, deserved exhale.
Wishing you the soft mornings and the bright afternoons you talked about for years.
May the next chapter be the one we both keep showing up for.
Friend, colleague, soon-to-be-retiree — the order finally rearranges in your favor.
Come back to me soon — the bed feels wrong without you grumbling into it.
Wishing you a recovery quick enough that we barely lose any of our ordinary days.
Sleeping next to a worried version of myself isn't the same. Heal up, my love.