In April of 1982 I quit smoking. I didn't intend to quit forever. I only intended to stop smoking my two or three cigarettes a day until I got over a nasty case of bronchitis. I was 31 years old and it hurt to breathe, let alone smoke. I recovered from the bronchitis, but one April day thirty years ago I didn't light up. On another April day I didn't light up and before I realized it I had quit smoking. Forever.
Those were the days when you could smoke at your desk. I worked in a room with five other people and three of them smoked. Two smoked cigarettes and one smoked cigars. Now that seems like it could have been several centuries ago, but it's only thirty years.
I don't think about quitting smoking very much anymore, but I thought of it today because I heard that a friend of mine's daughter smokes. She is nineteen, a beautiful college sophomore, and it broke my heart to hear she was smoking.
In honor of my No Smoking anniversary I am officially declaring Buttercupland a No Smoking blog. Of course you can visit if you smoke, but I hope if you do smoke you will think about quitting. I love all of the citizens of Buttercupland and wish all of you long, happy and healthy lives and that's easier to achieve if you don't smoke. Please make this the one April day you don't light up. Buttercup -- and your lungs -- thank you!