In talking with my friend Christine a week ago, I started to tell her about something good that had happened to me that day. Then I thought of a couple of things that had happened during the past week that I also felt pretty good about.
Before I was done telling her about those two things, I recalled something else. Then, I remembered another good thing that had happened recently. I lost count of how many good things I told her about before the conversation was over.
"I didn't realize how many good things I've been blessed with until I started talking with you," I told her.
The next evening, I challenged myself to write down 7 things I am grateful for every day for 7 days. Because I was trying to avoid duplication, my list became a little more challenging as the week progressed. What I ended up with - after finishing my 7th list of 7 - is a variety of entries. My beloved son Eric, automatic washers and dryers, Native American flute music, and the flavor of basil in my soup are all things I am grateful for.
And, after writing 49 things I am grateful for, I am adding one more. I am grateful for my friend Christine's call a week ago and the realization, as I talked with her, of the many good things with which my life is blessed.
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