At the age of 33 and another morning upon me, getting up for work, stooping over the sink, coughing and spluttering and gasping for breath and thinking "will this ever end?", pulling myself together after several renditions of the Beethoven's Symphony in D cough major, heading for the back door for a well-deserved fag (well, I did think I deserved it after all that effort I put into waking myself up over the sink?!), I suddenly realised that I felt twice my age and what the hell was all this about? I was addicted to this thing that made me live my life every day the same way, monotonous and sickening. I realised I had done this activity in front of people I knew and people I didn't on the street, always heavily laden with Kleenex just in case. I WAS 34!!! My God! I gasped for air going up hill and nearly passed out running for the bus! Then it all changed when this man, this one man, walked into my life and we went on a dream holiday to Australia. It was a one month road trip, and yes, I didn't let my nicotine habit down, I coughed, I spluttered and I tried to keep conscious in the heat whilst puffing on a ciggie! That being said, it was an amazing experience, but the photographs had a cigarette box here and there, me with one in hand, my best friend always there. We came back and decided Australia was where we wanted to settle, to start a family. Oh yes, I became his fiance in this time and we had plans. We started the application and it was at this point, my man witnessing my lungs packing up, my need for cigarettes over sex on a Sunday morning and gasping when frolicking on long walks in the country, that made me realise, this ISN'T MY FUTURE!! My future is breathing, running, playing with the kids, being rid of this best friend that had controlled my every being for so long. So, here I am, the application is awaiting a green light, we are travelling Europe for 6 months in mid-July, we plan to marry next year and who knows? All I know is, I'll be alive long enough to appreciate every moment and that's my fairytale right there...
It's a fairytale, but it's all true... - No Smoking Day
It's a fairytale, but it's all true...
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Have not read this one! Lovely post