I have realized this week that the subject is a real thing, at least for me. Sleep has been off and my thoughts are so centered around “I wonder what he’s doing this very moment” that My brain fog takes longer than normal to clear! The very young man that asked me to quit smoking is working extremely hard to become one of The Few, The Proud, so I need to get a grip and make it 24 hours without tears. But, on the bright side, tears are much better than cigarettes and his papaw quit the day he left. I am at 7 weeks, going one day at a time with NOPE, NMW! Pretty sure once we get an address and can send positive written notes to him, I’ll do better, emotionally!!
