I would like to wish everyone a happy NEW YEARS!
My granddaughter spent the night on the eve. We watched the fire works from my bedroom, we sat on my bed wrapped in a blanket. Where I live I don’t have to leave to see the fire works, that’s how neat the view is. My granddaughter is 1 yrs old…and I don’t think she was that impressed by the fire works seeing that, this was her first time seeing fire works! She kept looking at me with a look as to say..( ummm is this it?) 🙂 Well instead of her finding something else more interestng to do, my granddaughter stayed by my side with a smile brighter than any fire works. Guess she knew how excited I was to have her over and the fire works…that she allowed me to have this one!
To my granddaughters Gee-Gee loves you!!!!! 🙂
I’ve smoke for 24 year when the cigarettes cost $1.75 a pack. Now can you believe that when they went up to $2.20, I swore then that was just to much for a pack of cigarettes! Yeah right, I believe that same day I was flapping my gums, I bought a pack; costing $2.20. As crazy as this may sound, when cigarettes reached $5 I was such a good customer that I had a tab. $25 was my limit for cigarettes…it took me a while to reach $25. Even though I wasn’t a heavy smoker…doesn’t take away from the fact that I was addicted.
Cigarettes are like a drug and some would cut corners so they would have enough for their Cigarettes. While the other half could careless if they didn’t have any until pay day or until when ever.
Aug 13,2010 I was home smoking a cigarette when my heart began beating fast. I could hardly breath let along smoke. Though I did continue to puff on my lighted cigarette!! Crazy because I finished that cigarette with my heart beating a mile a minute. I had a long conversion with my God with tears in my eyes. Maybe I was trying to convince myself more than anything when I asked God for his help. Because I knew I couldn’t convince God. Well I sat there for a minute making sure that this is what I wanted to be, a none smoker. So I took my fresh pack of cigarettes, all my ash trays and lighters and gave them to the first person I saw. Haven’t looked back since!! Now that’s not to say that I don’t have urges from time to time. The urges don’t last long maybe 3 mintues but I don’t think that its the urges that was the problem for me. Its wanting one not to smoke but to just have to hold, better yet to smell. Sometimes the urges team up on me one coming immediately after the first and so on.
Instead gum became my habit of choice. Spending $5 on packs of gum twice a month. It got to the point where I couldn’t leave my house without my gum and if I did I would go nuts. So I knew immediately that I had to find another way of handling my other habit. To enjoy a habit is one thing but to become addicted to a one I think is another problem waiting to be solved. I found my writing again and I am slowly reconnecting back to it. Now with the extra money I have, I now have a lot more clothes and I’m trying to save for a car. That is if I can stop buying clothes. 🙂
Please share your stories of when you kicked cigarettes to the CURVE!
Sorry viewers….I’m not sure on the location of this pretty picture. However, when I look at this picture the word PEACE comes to mind!
I’m from Upstate NY…and I never visited NYC!! I would love to visit, until I will live curiously through others who have visited NYC. 🙂
While I was at work a lady approached my desk looking rather confused and drained. The lady asked for information about our agency.
I could see in the lady’s face that she had something bigger to say to me. But instead, I thought that I was making to much of it and waved the thought on. And with that I proceeded to answer the lady’s question.
With one breathe…the lady shared with me the story of her life she said was hell! She shared how her husband controlled her and their children; at the same time forbidding her from leaving their home. ” Such control. he had over me was absolutely crazy! Only a person who is not here mentally will allow such craziness.” ( pointing at herself)
I felt saddniess for her husband – their father…(to be in so much pain and wanting another person to share that same hurt….now that’s craziness.) She continued sharing her story with me -a- complete stranger. She dealt with her husband abusing her mentally and physically ( she later said); for 15 years. And the day she entered my place of employment she and her children were looking at 6months clean from the madness.
I didn’t feel sadness for the lady I felt strength, power that she proclaimed, love for herself and for her children.
So a little confused myself, I asked the lady, “what is it that is eatting away at you, still?”
” We only been 6 months free. I’m scared to death I’m always looking over my shoulders waiting for him to attack!” ( she rest herself on the edge of my desk shaking her head). I was still amazed at her grace, her strength she didn’t even know she had.
“You know…..you helped me so much thank you for listening to me. I just want to thank you!”
That was in the summer of 2008..I haven’t seen the lady since then.