“I Just Said ‘I’m So Happy’—And Something Shifted”

On a quiet Sunday afternoon,
I took a warm half-bath.
As my skin flushed slightly from the heat,
it felt as if the invisible wall between me and the world gently melted away.

Afterwards, we had a light dinner and went out for a walk—my husband and I.
It was mid-May.
The sun lingered just a little longer,
the air was soft and cool,
and the breeze barely moved.
There was no agenda, no urgent topics—just small stories of life and memories of “back then.”

At one point, my husband said,
“If I could go back, I think I’d choose the age of forty-five.
The kids were still little,
I was settled in my job,
and my body was still young.
That was a really good time.”

I found myself wondering too:
What age would I go back to?
Honestly, I think… my mid-twenties.
Because I never really had the chance to dress up or enjoy being young.

We walked like that for about an hour.

Back home, I prepared a glass of water—room temperature,
with a little cold water added and a pinch of salt.
As I drank, a cool freshness filled my mouth.
And without thinking, I said aloud:

“Ah… I’m so happy.”

Sometimes, there are days like that.
When you wonder—am I happy because of how I feel,
or do I feel happy because I said it out loud first?

The words came before the feeling.
And somehow, they organized the feeling for me.

Then once more, softly, to myself:
“I’m really happy.”

It wasn’t just a reflection.
It felt like a quiet spell,
a gentle affirmation that stirred something deep inside me—
as if my body was aligning with the words,
as if a small current of luck began to flow.

There’s a kind of magic in simple, honest words.
And sometimes, saying “I’m happy” out loud is enough to bring that happiness closer—
to invite warmth into the body,
and light into the day.