A new year is the best gift you will ever get. Because it has more hope in it than the Hope Solo documentary on Netflix.
2025 offers you an opportunity to apply all of your experiences, self-reflection and learning to help you do everything better than you have ever done it before.
I hope that 2025 is your best year ever. Like, ever, ever.
I hope that you love your work and look forward to all 52 Mondays. Even the manic ones.
I hope your boss recognizes how fricken awesome you are. (Especially if you are your own boss.)
I hope you push yourself to become a more valuable asset to your organization. Because your value is directly related to your contribution.
I hope you develop a best friend at work. A Laverne to your Shirley. Or like those brothers on The Bear.
I hope you have great relationships with your family, and that you look forward to going home to them each day. And that you appreciate having a home to go home to. And that you are not too good for your home, like Happy Gilmore said.
I hope you make the most of your commute. They are secret gifts of time to learn, connect, prepare, decompress, or try to figure out what these obscure personalized license plates really mean.
I hope you visit your doctor once and your dentist twice.
I hope you see your therapist as much as you need to.
I hope you keep your weight in your acceptable zone until next eggnog and coookie season.
I hope you enjoy exercising as much as your body enjoys the benefits.
I hope you make new memories with old friends.
I hope your new friends start to feel like old friends. (Because of the growing familiarity, not the declining eyesight, hearing, and ability to climb steps.)
I hope you don’t take things personally.
I hope you swear less this year. You always have other options. (poo, darn, fudge, heckaroo.)
I hope you laugh more.
In fact, I hope you laugh until you cry several times this year.
And I hope you laugh until you blow liquids out of your nose at least once, thanks to unexpected hilarity.
I hope you are comfortable sharing the truth.
I hope you fondly remember the people you have lost, and it hurts your heart a little.
I hope you build momentum every day.
I hope that you recognize that you are writing the story of your life every day, like Elvis Costello. And that it is your job to make it a story worth reading.
I hope that you create and maintain great new habits. And that when you have to skip a day you get right back to it the next day.
I hope you spend more time in a different room than your phone.
And that you don’t look at your phone first thing in the morning.
I hope you see your people in real life. They are better than they are on the socials. And more interesting. Remember that social media is just a bridge between in-person experiences.
I hope you share lots of compliments because you are impressed by the people around you.
If you are not impressed by the people around you, I hope you surround yourself with better people. People who are easy to compliment.
I hope you go to your place of worship. God knows you need it.
I hope you remember to wear sunscreen. And maybe a floppy hat.
I hope you get prints made of your favorite photos and hang them on your wall. Don’t just settle for pics in digital form. Eventually, those printed photos will become your most valued possessions.
I hope you enjoy more game nights. Game night is when we really live.
I hope you experience the great joy in giving your time, talent or money. Teach your kids by example. Or teach other peoples’ kids if you don’t have your own.
I hope you find something you like enough to collect in reasonable quantities. (But don’t wind up on an episode of Hoarders.)
I hope you remember all of the important dates in your life.
I hope you read great books that improve you and the way you think about the world.
I hope you struggle and suffer just enough to be reminded how tough and capable you really are.
I hope you don’t give up when things get hard.
I hope you tell your closest friends and family members that you love them while you still can. That window closes without warning.
I hope you find splurges that are totally worth it. (And then tell me what they are.)
I hope you find great new music that makes it into your Spotify 2025 Wrapped. And I hope that you aren’t afraid to admit that Sabrina Carpenter, Taylor Swift and Kacey Musgrave were all in your Top 5. (There, I admitted it…)
I hope you can understand some of the slang that kids are using today. But not all of it. Unless you are a kid.
I hope you find yourself in nature and stop to just listen.
I hope you use all of your vacation days, but none of your sick days.
I hope you get all the sleep you need.
But I hope you get rid of all the other things you don’t need.
I hope you forgive and move on.
I hope you experience thrills. Without spills.
But most of all, I hope you enjoy great happiness and share it with everyone you meet.
Happy 2025.
Let’s do this!
*If you know someone who could benefit from kicking off their 2025 with this New Year message, please share it with them.
+For more of the best life lessons I have learned check out my book, What Does Your Fortune Cookie Say? from Ripples Media.








