
I quit smoking Dec. 22, 2005. That day would have been my friend's birthday, had he not passed away from lung cancer. I was still grieving his death on this date, since he had just passed the May before. My sister drove me to the cemetary where he was buried. I took an orchid to lay on his grave. I took a marker and wrote, "Last pack," on the pack of cigarettes I currently had been smoking. I tied the pack of cigarettes to the flower (did not want it to look like i was littering) and went to find his grave. I smoked my last cigarette in that cemetary looking for his grave location. When I found his grave, I stood there and said a few words. Layed my cigarettes down (half the pack was left in the box) and I walked away a Non-Smoker. I have not had a cigarette since, and I still get cravings every now-and-then. But, IT DOES GET BETTER WITH TIME AND PRAYER. I promise you that. Please believe me. All of the withdraws, all of the cravings, stress, and mood changes, and weight gain are WAYY WORTH IT!! Why?? Because our bodies are temples of GOD. We are uniquely special and cigarettes harm our temples of God.