I confess

I admit something now, that I will probably look back on and shake my head.

I actually was motivated to quit smoking to have a chance with David, more than or my health.

My mom's recent heart surgery wasn't enough to shock me out of quitting. But a man was the reason. Not a guy I was in a committed relationship with, but one I had only met once.

WTF is wrong with me?

I know I did it in part to help my mom quit, but the sadness is, I am disappointed in myself that I couldn't have done this on my own earlier.

I am hoping that my Mom, Jess, Weez, and Dad all can quit on the Chantix like I have.

I hope if David ever finds out that I quit smoking because of him how much of an honor that is.