May your last few hours of this year be relaxed and happy, whether that be reveling with family and friends or snuggled up on the couch in pjs.
May your new year be filled with triumphs big and small.
May you have enough challenge that the above triumphs mean a lot to you.
May those who are mean to you develop recurrent hives.
May your teams win, unless they’re playing against the University of Michigan. Or unless your team is Ohio State or Notre Dame.
May your family members tease you about your teasable traits, and may you come back with your comebacks in the moment, not hours later in the shower.
May you find really good recipes that make kale, quinoa, and other stuff that’ll make you live forever taste good enough that you don’t want to die while eating it.
May you see a bunch of really good movies and read a bunch of really good books.
May your favorite Netflix series be renewed for another season.
May you spend enough time in the mountains or on the ocean or in the woods or on a lake or in the city or whatever floats your boat. Figuratively. I know mountains, woods, and cities don’t float boats. Well, Seattle and Venice float boats. But I digress.
May you breathe, love, and laugh deeply.
May the children in your life provide you with multiple moments you’ll tell their dates about in the future.
May your arguments change someone else’s opinion, and may someone else’s arguments change yours.
May you find physical exercise that relieves your stress and makes you stronger. Unless you’re on a Notre Dame or OSU team (see above) – then the stress relief wish holds, but not the making you stronger part.
May the people you spend long times in the car with enjoy the same music you do.
May you dance.
May you sing.
May you learn.
May you grow.
And again, because I cannot stress this one enough, may you laugh.
Happy New Year.