In the Hirshhorn's Sculpture Garden there is a wish tree.
Patrons are encouraged to write their wishes on small white tags and hang them from the branches.
Jesse and I both added our wishes to the tree while we were there.
I caught a glimpse of Jesse's wish, and though I can't tell you what it was (that's the rule with wishes after all), I'm positive that one day it will come true...
I'm not certain that mine ever will, but isn't that the beauty of wishing?