I am the mother of a three year old who amazes me every day.
I have written stories that people are actually excited to read.
I was the first person in my family to graduate college.
I’ve had the same job (and done well) for almost nine years.
And nothing has made me prouder recently than hearing my mom say “I will never smoke again.”
Granted she’s 61 and just now affirming it. And she had to feel like she was dying to say it. But she sounds sincere and determined, despite the C-PAP/BI-PAP/”scuba mask” machine on her face.
For years she has been fighting with smoking related issues (COPD, emphysema) gradually making her daily life more and more difficult. For decades we have begged her to quit smoking.
But it took another near death experience to convince her. I’m okay with that.
My mother has raised her own four kids, helped raise some of her eleven grandchildren, helped care for several more kids who were not her own. She’s a major part of so many lives and those lives would turn upside down if she were to leave us.
And if her quitting a 40+ year habit would only add a few years to her life, then, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure sure has all the support she needs.
I love you my momma.