I actually have 3 hours yet to be the official 100 days smoke free but I need to leave for work tonight and want to share this poem I have written in celebration of it!
ONE HUNDRED days since I’ve quit the smokes
First some planning…. then I found you folks.
My new family – the ex-smoker community
You have given advice and guidance to me.
Input from the elders and newbies too
“If I wanted out, I’d have to go thru”
“Not one puff ever” a million times I read
Which gave reinforcement within my head.
I gained a new perspective from Allen Carr’s book
A recommended read – I definitely was hooked.
Those first few days were a glimpse of hell
As I gave nicotine the big farewell.
No man’s land is ultimately a challenging place
But the craves are weakening at a steady pace.
Self absorbed with thinking optimistic
Remembering the negatives and being realistic.
Burns in clothing, smelling of smoke,
Coughing so much it would make me choke.
Ruining my health, the guilt, the cost
And to think of all the time I had lost.
NO EXCUSES because it is all about me.
It is MY decision, I choose to be free.
But my gratitude goes out to this family…… my heros!
Because of your support , I’ve reached one-zero-zero!
THANKS!
