Drugs, are another dangerous habit. I'm not talking weed (marijuana) although that is addicting in itself but instead I am referring to methamphetamine, cocaine and crack cocaine. I feel a wee bit knowledgeable today in particular about this subject because I just attended a professional development day and walked away with a vivid picture. One of my sessions was called Gangs & Violence. That in itself is scary enough but what got me more were the after affects of meth use within a year.
|A true life picture|
I felt sick to my stomach that this drug is out there on the street and how harmful it is to our population. I have grandchildren out there living around this day in and day out. My life as a young person was never subjected to such temptations, not 'in my face' anyway and I can only pray that our young'uns stand strong against it
Back to the bad habits, namely smoking. Aside from not being one to break rules (for any length of time at least), it wasn't my mom who convinced me not to smoke. It was my dad. Daddy smoked at a very young age, his story of 'out behind the barn rolling his own from 12 yrs. old' stays with me. He was a farm boy and I'm sure worked hard to help around the place before and after school. I don't believe there were warnings out there in the 1930's, instead the tobacco companies encouraged you to try a Lucky Strike, a Pall Mall or a Camel. Do you remember these ads?
|"I'd walk a mile for a Camel"|
|Can you believe this?|
|Even the ladies were encouraged|
to get in on the habit.
My dad rolled his own for a lot of years. I can remember sitting at the table watching him pull out his pack of papers, spreading the tobacco in a line, rolling a cigarette and wetting it to seal. I was young and I was impressed.
I'm not impressed now with smokers and wish my dad hadn't smoked all those years. Each one being a silent nail in his coffin, so to speak. My father died in his 71st year with emphysema, a battle he fought since he was 50, at least. Not only did he smoke but he was a farm machinery mechanic after leaving the farm and then a small engine repair man, lawn mowers, chain saws etc. You bring it to his shop or our house and my dad fixed it. Never once thinking of the fumes he was inhaling daily. Kind of like the asbestos scare today. Not good.
My children at a young age saw him, sick, on daily oxygen and knew full well that smoking was a huge cause of his disease. I hoped that would be enough to stop them from picking up the habit. It almost did.
When my son was in his early 20's it was like a knife to my heart when I discovered he was smoking. I took the news like a man (!) in the open, only once showing my disappointment to his face but silently prayed he would stop before becoming too addicted. In two years, he stopped and hasn't turned back. He is now a responsible dad himself and has never fallen off the wagon. It was something he had to try, I guess, and kick on his own.
|Put It Out!!|
Two years ago, I learned that my grandson, at 18, had started smoking. Aarrgh!! A whole new generation to worry about! Again, I showed disappointment once by stressing how his grandfather passed away as a result of the habit and then left it alone. More silent prayers. It worked. On his 19th birthday when his mom and I took him out to dinner, she said "so tell Grandma". I wasn't expecting the wonderful news that after a year, Taylor quit smoking too. Elation!! I can only hope it is for good.
Of my 3 spouses over the past 40 years (OMG! how did I get to be this old?) all of them smoked when I met them. My first husband quit within the first year after our daughter was born. He 'weeded' himself down to a pipe and then stopped altogether. Bravo! My second spouse quit on the patch after smoking a pack a day for at least 30 yrs bm (before me) when I said I hated rolling over and smelling his pillow. No one had ever said that to him before.
Bill, in the years before I knew him well had tried quitting once and succeeded for 6 yrs before going back. It didn't help that his ex smoked like a fiend and every argument that ensued provoked him to reach for one of her smokes. It did help, however, when the Board of Ed put the policy through that no smoking was allowed on the grounds of any Board building. With me, the day we started a firm relationship in Feb. 1996 he stopped smoking cold turkey. That is amazing! so proud of him. Never having smoked like that, I still know it takes a lot to break that habit and can't give enough credit when someone quits.
I'm not a saint though, as I mentioned earlier I have broken a few rules too. Really! Sun and sunscreen.......I know what we are 'supposed' to do but for me the sun is my addiction. I know I could have avoided some of the wrinkles and saggy skin had I heeded in my earlier years and every once in a while I tell myself "its not too late to start avoiding the sun!" but I'm drawn to it. *sigh*
My youngest grandson and granddaughter are 5 yrs old. I can't even imagine what temptations they will face in 10 or 15 years. We can only stress to a certain degree what to touch and what to avoid, who to befriend and who to distance themselves from. They will make their own decisions using the information we provide them with and we hope they are the right ones.
I try to post something once a month so had to come up with something. Thanks for reading!
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Take care and stay smoke-free!