I remember all the crazy things I did and only smokers or ex-smokers will be able to understand this post. The terrifying moment, when we realize we are almost out of cigarettes and it’s close to midnight and time for bed. Every smoker and every ex-smoker knows how that feels when the panic starts…
The year is almost over, some of my readers will welcome the New Year already tonight. Making New Years resolutions is a tradition for many of us. By the end of a year we make a list with things that we want to change in the new year.
Do not drink or eat when you read this post, because you will have to clean your monitor -or desk 🙂
Joe Cocker, one of my all time favorite singer passed away today, he too lost his battle with lung cancer. Joe Cocker was a British rock-singer with an unforgettable raspy voice. I was very fortunate and saw him once live…years ago at an open air concert.
I follow another ex-smokers blog and his post today made me aware of the fact, that I never talked about the daily N.O.P.E. pledge here on my blog. One of the most important tools there is and I didn’t mention it at all. Bummer! Well, I am not going to write about it today either, instead I will lean back and send you all to his blog…because he explains it much better than I ever could.
I was skeptical about e-cigarettes and vaporizers right from the start. I smoked the old-fashioned, unhealthy cigarettes for 35 years, so just the idea of a modern looking, slim electronic device as a replacement for my “good old friend” seemed to be just bizarre. Who knows, maybe the fact that I am middle aged might have something to do with it as well. Although, I don’t think I am one of the older dogs that can’t learn a new trick –now and then.
I read this a while back and if we would have children or grandchildren, I would wish for the same. Some changes we made over the last 30-50 years were not for the better, that’s my humbled opinion.
A man opened his wife’s underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package: “This, – he said – isn’t any ordinary package.” He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.
I am saddened by recent events. One day I will sit down and will write about what I really think and feel. I didn’t understand it 30 years ago and I don’t understand it now…I never will. I have been born and raised in Europe, in a region that had scars all over. Scars that had been left by world war II, discrimination, racism and the hate crimes committed then. I went to school and learned about it, thinking “this will never happen again. It can’t happen again, because we are smarter, because we learned from past mistakes”.
Oh, thank you daily prompt, that’s an easy one. I loved to smoke cigarettes and would probably still do it, IF…well, if there wouldn’t be an IF. It’s not healthy and it made me cough. Smokers became outcasts over the years and the question “what if…” came to my mind quiet often…so I quit. I had my last cigarette in the evening on February 2nd. Tomorrow is my 10 months quit-celebration. Stunning, just stunning. I wrote this a while back and would like to share it with all of you today…
