maybe begin again?

It takes a long time to grow up.

I’m working on it. Years ago now I quit smoking, long before Nicrorette or vaping or whatever surrogates people use. I chewed gum, which I have never enjoyed, and I kissed my husband a lot. Oral comfort.

He watched me for three months and then he quit too. He said it was easy. It ‘s just a gesture, he said, and when he connected his gestures with the cigarettes he eliminated the gesture. That’s what he said.

Well, the fact is we both kicked the habit. I never want to start again because It would be so hard to quit again. Once is enough. I was very proud of myself. I was about 37 years old by that time and I thought I was a finished product. It was a revelation that I could still change.

I remember thinking that if I lived long enough I could be perfect.

Hah!