Fresh today Β· Monday, 22 June

New Wishes

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

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I wrapped your gift badly on purpose so you'd know which one I made with my own hands.

You are my whole holiday season β€” the lights, the warmth, the quiet morning before everyone wakes.

Merry Christmas to the man who lets me play the same album for the eighteenth time without complaint.

May your Christmas be as soft as your sweaters and as patient as the way you wait for me.

You're the reason 'home for the holidays' finally means a place and not just a phrase.

Merry Christmas, my love β€” thank you for the ordinary days that made this special day possible.

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I love you the most under string lights β€” though, fine, I love you the rest of the year too.

Wishing you the kind of Christmas where nothing goes wrong and we still laugh when something does.

Merry Christmas to the man who knows how I take my tea and remembers it across continents.

Your gift is wrapped under the tree but the real present is another year of your patient love.

May your Christmas morning be slow, your coffee strong, and my arms the first place you reach.

Merry Christmas, sweetheart β€” I'm grateful for you in ways that don't fit on a card.

You make me believe in the version of Christmas the movies promised β€” small, quiet, full of love.

Merry Christmas, my love β€” the tree is up, the cookies are out, and you are exactly where you belong.

I'd trade every snow globe in the world for one more morning of you stealing my pillow.

Wishing you a Christmas wrapped in everything you give us all year, returned to you twofold.

Counting down to midnight but really counting down to the moment your name lights up my screen.

Happy New Year, love β€” same heart, new digits on the calendar, identical hopes.

May the year ahead bring you everything you whispered into the wind last December.

Three, two, one β€” and I'm still picking you, the same way I picked you last year.

Wishing you the kind of new year that's softer than the old one in every measurable way.

Happy New Year, my love. May we keep making each other's lives quietly easier.

Twelve months ahead, one promise behind β€” I'm not going anywhere unless you're already packed.

May the year stretch wide enough to hold every dream you haven't said out loud yet.

Happy New Year β€” may our biggest argument this year be over who forgot to buy milk.