By noon today, the sun came out. Yes, that's right - THE SUN CAME OUT! my friend, Angela (my one and only friend in England - I don't know what I'd so without her) came over for our weekly play-date. We had two this week as we haven't seen each other since before xmas. When she arrived, I saw the sun was out and asked if she wanted to walk with me to pick up Ethan from school (about a 1/2 hour walk each way). She agreed and we went on our way. It was so good to get out and move while talking with a friend. I felt like I was a part of the human race again and it lifted my mood. She didn't get to stay long once we got back, but I was so grateful she came and motivated me to get out.
I quit smoking when I moved to the UK, mainly because I promised my husband I would. I did it for him, but not because I wanted to. I enjoyed smoking. I missed it, but quit successfully for many years until I went through a stressful time and started again. My relapse lasted over a year. The whole time, I was ashamed of myself. I hated the smell. I hated how I felt, I hated the health risks and I hated my lack of willpower. I've known a few people who have tried e-cigarettes. I was a skeptic. I thought it was going from one habit to another. The people I knew that tried it, always had it and were constantly sucking on it. It seemed to me they were more addicted to it then they were cigarettes. I don't know any smokers that constantly had a cigarette in their hand. Then in January, I saw a piece about it on the BBC News. I watched with interest thinking they were going to say that they have found it to be harmful. What they said was quite the o