Today is my quit day, I JUST lit my last cigarrette, smelled it and put it OUT. This is my way of quitting I guess... hear me out!
I did smoke twice today, as I brought myself through the past 24 hours after my Grandma's death. I will miss her so much. The smell of smoke reminds me of my Grandpa Ira, and I need to let go of the comfort that I associate with it. I know I will feel SO much better when I am DONE.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a gorgeous day. I am going for a bike ride first thing in the morning, then to my Dr.s to discuss making this "quit" last.
My family is being so supportive, I was the only grandkid who was close to Grandma. My mom quit last year and just looks at me, smiles and says "do it". LOL. That helps!
