I always promised my parents that I would quit. My dad quit smoking when he had his leg amputated at the VA in Milwaukee back in the '80s. He smoked between two to three packs a day. Swore it was the best thing he ever did. I should really do it too. He was around my age. He died of bladder cancer back in 2002. I always promised him I would quit.
My mother always wanted me to quit ever since I started. She quit smoking when I was small or could have been before I was born. I'll never know because I never asked her. I have no clue how much she smoked. All I know is she died of lymphoma in 1994. I was her caretaker ever since she was diagnosed in the month of June and she died in April. I always promised her I would quit.
I have both of their ashes in my office now and have prayed to them over the years. Please help me get through this and I'll quit smoking. If you can do this one thing for me, put a good word in with the big guy in the sky, I'll quit smoking and I'll never ask again.
Well, I can proudly state to my lovely parents, this one is for you, my dears, I've finally did it..............
