The air is more crisp after a rain.
…colors and scents sublime.
seasons of time; not so much reason…
take our breath away
Seas the moment…!! *splash*
…well in between the storm(s)
A warm “Hello” to my wordpress friends; thankful for 3D friends, too. xo
So my dad says he’s been smoke-free for ninety years. It’s true, and I’m thankful he’s still here.
Me? Eight (8) years since 9-21-2007 when I began a journey to freedom
from self loathing in the form of nicotine
with a community of many who went before me.
It is possible. Lots of writing in journals and examining why I did it and when.
So, ya, I still journal. a lot. just smell better doing it.
Frozen grapes are my new vice of choice. Try it!
It sucks though because there still are no
nicotine houses. No, I am not one of those
looking down my nose at you who do; I know
that it could be me with just one puff.
AGHHH! Seriously? >>>running to my Q-Team!!!
NOPE. is the theme of Quitnet.com
Nope and Q-team gave me hope and
Chantix was an umbrella to get me across
the first 30 days crossing the puddles in the street
to get me to a different road.
(I am not paid $$ for this post)