Friends,
I have opened my last pack of cigarettes! I can do this. I will do this. Multiple feelings...saying "goodbye" to an old friend that has been there when I needed a quick break from whatever...looking forward to less chest congestion and early morning coughing...apprehensive about how I will handle the many times per day when stress, boredom, relaxation, etc. call for a cig...giving up cigs as part of my morning quiet time--sitting on the deck in my beautiful back yard, fresh cup of coffee, watching the sunrise, birds flitting around my feeders, even the (bastard) squirrel that loves to go after the sunflower seeds, dog trying desperately to catch the damn squirrel, feeling the silence of the quiet neighborhood followed by a few cars and the school bus that comes by...
Yet, I am confident that I can enjoy all that and more without smoking 4-6 cigs between 5:30 and 7 am. I have accomplished many hard--sometimes seemingly impossible--things. I can do this. I will do this. Perhaps it won't be quite as difficult as I fear it will be.
Will
