Happy New Year, sweetheart — the calendar changed but my favorite person stayed exactly where she belongs.
Fresh today · Monday, 22 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.
Some years are stories, some are sentences — I'll take whatever shape this one comes in, as long as you're in it.
Here's to slow mornings, burnt toast, and arguing tenderly about which streaming show to watch tonight.
Happy New Year, my love. May our biggest problem be deciding where to eat on Friday.
I lit no candles, made no wishes — I just looked at you and felt the year already starting well.
May this year remind you, on hard days, that you are the warmest thing in any room I enter.
↑ 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
Happy New Year to my soft landing, my last text of the night, my reason for charging two phones.
I want to spend this year noticing you more — the way you stir tea, the way you hum without realizing.
May the next year give you all the rest you didn't get in the last one, plus extra.
Happy New Year, love. I plan to be more patient, less right, and equally yours.
Twelve fresh chapters, one familiar protagonist — me, still writing you into every page.
May this year bring you news worth celebrating and a hand to squeeze every time it comes.
Happy New Year, my love — here's to fewer goodbyes and more 'are you up?' phone calls.
I'm not promising the moon — just to keep showing up, even on the days I'm not at my best.
May we grow this year — not apart, not into different people, just slowly into ourselves, together.
Happy New Year, darling. The fireworks were nice. Your laugh underneath them was better.
Let's mark this year by the small wins — paid bills, shared meals, the dog finally learning sit.
May the months ahead bring you exactly what you need, often before you know to ask for it.
Happy New Year, my love — same heart, same hands, same hope that we get to keep doing this.
I don't know what's coming, but I know who I'm walking into it with. That's enough.
You're the only notification I race to open — happy whatever-day-it-is, my favorite person.
I didn't think love looked like splitting a sandwich in the car, but here we are.
You're the reason I don't mind long drives, slow Sundays, or the song you keep replaying.
Some boyfriends bring flowers — mine brings the right snacks without being asked. I'll take it.
Loving you feels like finally exhaling after a long week of holding my breath.