I started the seperation exercise this past monday and have done pretty well with it so far. I do still find myself lighting a cigarette without really meaning to. I have been walking and otherwise occupying my time. Its rougher than I thought though. Since June 7 (my wedding anniversary) I've had an aunt and uncle die and now my husband's grandfather might not last another week. I must say, all these deaths occuring around me have actually made me realize my own mortality. I am excitedly counting down the days to my quit date (JULY 10!!!!).
I want to live as long as my aunt and uncle did-they were great aunt/uncle, but in my family, well, we all grow up around extended family. I want to see my great grandchildren. Hell, I want to make it to my 70th birthday.
