Wow, 2 years already. I distinctly remember 2 years and 1 day ago. I sat in my office lamenting losing my dog the year prior, wallowing in pity and sitting here chain smoking. All that month of January I tried and tried to cut down. I quit cold turkey for 7 days and just went back to it again. I remember distinctly my husband coming in the door from work that day and just saying, you just couldn't hold out, could you? The disappointment in his eyes. I've quit many, many times before. Nothing that lasted any length of time.
I was the record on the record player with a skip in it. Just replaying over and over again. Ex was the finger on the arm to place slight pressure to dig into the groove to make it over that skip. The first year was consuming for me. I wanted this to be the last time and I was still learning and relearning how to live my life as a nonsmoking person. My second year is now moving much more smoother. Why? Because I'm replacing more and more of my smoking memories with ones that don't revolve around smoking any longer. I think of myself as a resurfaced record now, playing flawlessly due to the knowledge, the love, the push everyone has given me here. Thanks again for everything you do............
