I consider this day a real milestone. It's an odd number, I know, but obviously significant to me because I see the connection between the years I smoked and the days I've stacked up in this, my forever quit. I would like to think that I can achieve 53 years of freedom, but unless science comes up with a radical cure for aging really, really soon, that isn't going to happen. I can say, however, without a doubt that every single day I live for as long as I have left in this life is going to be smoke free.
It's been a lovely couple of days without craves -- even little ones -- and I'm grateful for that. I've relaxed, eaten well (I didn't say healthy -- that starts on March 1) and watched good movies (well two of the three I watched were good -- I just didn't get "The Grand Budapest Hotel" -- it was way too "camp" for my taste). Now I'm watching the Red Carpet for the Oscars and will take a break for Downton Abbey then back to the Oscars. Life is good.
Love you all.
