Hello, friends! I've been following the blogs today and making comments. So happy that the "friend" repost spoke to some people. I'm thinking about blessings today -- I think that word came up several times in the blogs. I have so many blessings to count. Finding it within myself to make this my final quit. The resources I've been given to make that quit a reality. The fact that I am happier on a daily basis than I was when I was smoking!
I'd like to pause and reflect on that one (this is a very stream of consciousness blog, in case you hadn't noticed). There was such fear in my heart in anticipating my quit. I knew I needed to do it, but I was full of trepidation. I so believed that cigarettes were my friend, that my life would be bereft without cigarettes to rely on, that my nerves wouldn't withstand life without smoking, that I was destined to be a smoker. But OMG, I coughed ALL the time, got every cold and bronchitis that came along, and was breathing like a much older person for over a year before I quit. Making the decision to quit opened the door to so many of the blessings I have enjoyed over these 57 days. I've made new friends (YAY); I've found an inner strength that I didn't know I had (YAY) I've gotten to write blogs every day, which not only have allowed me to be very honest about how this quit is going, but also gave me a chance to write, which I love doing (YAY). I've recognized that eating everything I want is going to make me a very tubby non-smoker, so I'm starting a diet program on Sunday (YAY? -- okay, I'm a little trepidatious about this one, but the quit worked out well, so this should, too).
I guess the point is that there is joy, there is happiness, there is real freedom in this quit.. And we don't have to wait until we hit some magic number to feel it.
Love you all -- hope you have a wonderful night.
