Gladness is infectious

What if we spent a day starting every sentence with “I’m so glad …”?

I’m so glad I …

I’m so glad you …

I’m so glad we …

How soon would we run out of things to be glad about? or would we discover, at length, that the supply is endless?

I can’t help thinking people would be a lot happier if they were always looking for what makes them glad.

I’m so glad I thought of this.

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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