My wife was at me for quite a long time to give up smoking, telling me that it cost too much money and that she didn’t like the smell. But, I still smoked.
We were expecting our second child and finances were a bit tight after going back to one income, but I still somehow found money for cigarettes.
I remember looking out of the kitchen window one day watching my 4 year old son put a cigarette butt to his lips and pretend to smoke, just like Daddy does. It wasn’t lit, but it made me think what sort of role model I really was.
A few weeks later we went along as a family to a community health expo and there just inside the front door were the Quit people. I went the other way, but my wife got a bit too close and they gave her a Quit book, which she gladly passed on to me.
I was at work a few weeks later and had an appointment with a client that I was running late for. I was driving along in the car smoking a cigarette. It was the last one left in my pack, so I thought I’d better stop and gets some more, but I didn’t have any cash on me. It was pay day too and I didn’t have time to stop at the bank to cash my cheque and then buy cigarettes as I’d be late for my meeting. It was at this point that I decided that smoking just seemed to be getting in the way. So, out the window went the butt, and along with it a 17 year habit. I remember looking at myself in the rear view mirror right between the eyes and saying “No more, that’s it”.
April 20, 1995 – The day I became a non-smoker, forever.
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