Being Sunday, a day when I would have had more limited activities, I found it to be a very difficult day towards my new project. I've battled demons all day, starting with trying to get ready for church. It seems that I've forgotten how to do things using two hands. Every activity seems to be off-balance somehow.
After church I met my husband and mother-in-law for lunch. I'm a fast eater and when I was finished with my lunch, I was ready to move on. I wasn't able to just sit and chat while they finished. My coffee didn't taste right, even with dessert.
My dad, an old Army veteran, called me this evening to check on my progress and to bestow on me all the reasons he smoked for years and years, WHY he quit, and HOW he quit. Normally, after answering the telephone, I would grab my cigarettes and walk out to the patio to smoke while talking. I found that it was difficult to focus on the conversation for trying to beat off the desire for a cigarette.
My husband reminded me tonight that years ago when we went through Smoke Stoppers one of the little verbal encouragements they offered was "The urge for a cigarette will go eventually go away, whether you smoke a cigarette or don't smoke one."
This is such an exhausting thing to undertake. It doesn't help that sleep patterns are totally messed up. I guess I'll just have to work on making all these new routines permanent.
Many, many thanks for all the support I've received from my blog followers and my family. I this probably isn't the most entertaining thing to find on one's blog, but it's good therapy for me.
PLEASE BE PATIENT. GOD'S NOT THROUGH WITH ME YET.
Welcome to Weezers Haven. Why 'Weezer'? It's what my grandbabies call me and that in itself is another story (ever see 'Steel Magnolias'?)
I am the mother of three daughters and the grandmother to four granddaughters. (Even the dog is a girl.) I am a retired pediatric nurse, a Christian of 'getting stronger' faith, and a reliable prayer warrior. I love to eat bacon cheeseburgers and drink too many diet cokes. Diet A&W is my biggest weakness.
I am not a person of great or many words. Here, you won't find long compositions. I am a visual person and often use my own photos to make a point or illustrate an idea.
I am devoted to my blogger friends. If you visit, please leave a greeting. I love to know who's stopped by.
When a daughter begins to ask about the past, she is beginning to spread her wings.
A woman needs to understand where she comes from so that she may better choose where she wants to go.
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Parents rejoice in watching their daughter go about her life. Her confident stride tells of a woman comfortable with who she's become, and happy with where she's heading.