I am stunned by the number of e-cigarette users who are reading and following my blog and I wonder why? I think e-cigarettes are “hip” and “cool” for the generations behind me; an old addiction with a modern look. Somebody send me an email, telling me “smoking e-cigarettes will be healthier for him, since it cuts out so many bad by-products…and then sooner or later he wants to quit anyway”.
When I Think of a Cigarette
When I think of a cigarette,
I think of the four thousand chemicals
that would rush into my mouth and
burn their way into my once healthy lungs.
I think about that nasty taste, that nasty
ring of polluted air I would create in the
space around my body. I think of the
looks of disgust given by those close by.
I think of those who politely stepped
away from me, and those who not so
politely stepped away.
Oh my Goodness another award nomination; I am thrilled and thank Silver Threading for thinking about me. She has an amazing blog with beautiful pictures and I always look forward to reading her posts.
Some gave a lot Others gave it ALL In honor of the victims and in honor of a friend!
One song can spark a moment.
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest.
One bird can herald spring.
I remember it like it was yesterday…I did it, I left the dealership with a brand-new car. A car that didn’t fall apart when I shut the door, no blankets were needed to cover up the ugly seats and I didn’t have to whisper “please” before I turned the key in the ignition. I was so proud. I had just been a poor student a few years back and now I was the proud owner of monthly payments for my brand-new vehicle.
Benjamin Franklin learned one of his first, and most important, personal finance lessons as a boy and he shared his wisdom about the true value of things later on in a letter to Madame Brillon.
A man observed a woman in the grocery store with a 3-year-old girl in her basket. As they passed the cookie section, the little girl asked for cookies and her mother told her no. The little girl immediately began to whine and fuss.
The mother said quietly, “Now Monica, we just have half of the aisles left to go through; don’t be upset. It won’t be long.”
Daily prompt I am passionate about a lot of things, but lately it is my “smoking blog” that gets a lot of my time and attention. I have fun writing…
I know what you all are thinking “has she lost her mind?” And as much as I wish to, I can’t answer this question. Maybe I am more in a state of confusion, combined with an overload on information -a few things made my head spin and I am trying to find some answers. But let me go back and explain first, please!