Thursday, March 26, 2015
To the world, 913 is not very blog worthy. I mean, it's a number, and let's face it, (my apology to math teachers), how exciting can a number be? ha ha
I've decided, however, that this particular number is worthy of a shout out, at least for today. You see, it represents a crossroad....... a tiny moment in time that changed my future forever.
At 7:30 AM, on September 24, 2012, I crushed out my last cigarette in the parking garage at Christ Hospital.....I did it to honor the love of my life......I did it to save him.
Today, 913 days later, I remain smoke free.....I do it to honor his memory. I do it to honor me.