9 Years.

I just hit the 9 year mark of being smoke free! I know that after a while it may lose it's significance, but I celebrate it because there have been MANY (and some of you know) times when the stress has been so bad that I could have turned to a cigarette and undone all that progress. It is truly a blessing that I have been able to find the strength to not light up, drink up, or just drop out when other people may just have. So, I guess this is less about smoking cigarettes and more about finding the strength to carry on despite the weight of the burden. I look behind me and I see that the two sets of footprints became one a long time ago. That's the only reason I've made it this far. Be Blessed.