Today I am celebrating 3 years of not smoking.
At the beginning, the idea of not having a cigarette to manage, cope with, enjoy, celebrate or otherwise make my way through life was daunting. Terrifying. In the end, there was only way to do it: day by day. And so day by day I…
sent my writing out into the world
stood up for myself
mourned the loss of my cat
joined a gym
drank iced coffee for the first time
flew on a plane
rode the New York City subway
wandered hundreds of miles in the woods
swam in the ocean
walked across the Brooklyn Bridge
visited with friends
played with my new nephew
healed old wounds
lost a mentor
gained a new friend (or 2)(or 3)
weathered a hurricane
made peace with spiders
At the start of those 1,095 day-by-days, the very idea of doing any of these things without a cigarette seemed crippling.
The idea of having done any of them WITH one now seems the same.
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I remain forever grateful to the people who held on to me those first not-smoking days. I love all of you for loving me enough.
If you still smoke, please read Allen Carr’s book: The Easy Way to Stop Smoking, because I love you.