Fresh today · Saturday, 20 June

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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You laugh at my jokes before I tell them; that is either love or an excellent surveillance operation.

May we never stop being the people each other texts when something stupid happens at the grocery store.

Loving you is gossiping with my best friend about my best friend — efficient, honest, slightly recursive.

Wishing us a love that doesn't need anniversaries, since we celebrate weekly with bad takeout and good arguments.

Here's to choosing the same person for the dinner, the trip, the funeral, and the breakfast after.

May our love stay best-friend-shaped — comfortable, honest, occasionally annoying, never strategic.

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You're the one I rehearse my jokes on and the one I trust to tell me when they aren't funny.

Wishing my favorite person a year measured in shared snacks and successfully avoided social plans.

Loving my best friend means never having to explain the reference, the silence, or the snack request.

May we keep the friendship at the foundation and let everything else be the weather on top.

Here's to a love built on years of low-stakes loyalty and one very good guess about each other.

Wishing us decades of the same in-joke, told slightly better each time, to a slightly smaller audience.

You're the only person I'd happily sit next to on a delayed flight and a long sofa, in that order.

May our love stay easy where it should be easy and stubborn exactly where it needs to be.

Thank you, God, for the birthday of the person who reminded me grace can wear a familiar face.

I'm grateful tonight — for candles, for years, and for the love that keeps both burning steady.

Bless the day you arrived; the world adjusted itself quietly, and I've been grateful in slow installments since.

Wishing you a birthday wrapped in the kind of peace that doesn't need a reason to arrive.

Thank you for the years, the lessons, and the love that taught me prayer can sound like laughter.

May the One who counts our days keep adding to yours, generously, with all the trimmings.

I thank God for you on the loud days; on the quiet ones, I thank you directly.

Wishing you a birthday that feels like a long, kind hand on your shoulder all afternoon.

Bless the candles, the cake, and the slow miracle of waking up next to you another year.

Thank you for being the prayer I didn't know I'd been whispering for years before we met.

May this year bring you mercy in the small things and grace in the unexpectedly hard ones.