~~If you don't believe in miracles, perhaps you've forgotten you are one.~~ Unknown
You may not think you are. You may even think you aren't special at all. Not important, not terribly interesting.
I beg to differ. You'll never know how many lives you've touched but I can assure you, you have. Maybe you smiled at someone who, maybe like you, thought they weren't important. Maybe your kindness meant someone didn't follow through with suicide. Maybe a child feels special because of something you said. It doesn't have to be major. You don't have to give millions of dollars or be a saint of epic proportions to make a difference.
Maybe you've brought color to life through your art. Maybe a coworker is doing a better job because she watched you do your job with enthusiasm and energy. Maybe someone heard you humming, smiled, and hummed along.
I could go on and on 
But I think you understand. You being here on earth means something. Something really, really good.
What does this have to do with smoking? Life can drag us down sometimes. Stuff happens. We return to smoking thinking that we 'might as well. Or 'what does it matter?'
It matters because you matter. You are important. You do make a difference. Smoking draws you right back in to hiding you behind the gray cloud of addiction. You can't be your best...you can't give your best....when you don't take the best care of you.
You are, after all, a miracle.
