4 01 2009

My mother and I are both quitting smoking right now. I am on day 4 , she is on day 10. For anyone who has ever truly been addicted to cigarettes, you know how incredibly crazy this can make a person.  By day three it felt as if my usually level head was going to pop right off my neck and in its place a fire breathing, teeth gnashing, crazy making devil woman’s face would replace it. Irrational becomes the new rational when the receptors in your brain begin to torture and punish you for depriving them of the food they have been given for the last 15 years or in my mother’s case – the last 40.
There have been many times in my life that I have attempted to quit cigarettes, but in my heart I never really wanted to. I did it because I “should” or because others wanted me too. Then the day came where I realized that all of the priorities in my ife that I held dear were being stomped on by this addiction. I looked in the mirror and recognized myself but could not see how being a smoker fit at all with that woman. Something shifted and the idea that I was actually capable of quitting became real.
So yesterday, my mother and I spent the day together, shopping and chatting, and enjoying each other’s company. She helped keep me distracted all day from the monster that is day three. We had lunch at the Olive Garden and feasted on salad, breadsticks, and all manner of fried delights. After we each finished up our favorite Bloody Mary and were sufficiently full the waitress approached asking the customary coffee and/or dessert question. My mother piped up, “Yes, we’ll both have coffee and a slice of mousse cake because we’re celebrating you see.” We then both launched into our new found commitment to becoming non smokers, how many days we had under our belts, how this time was it! We were full, happy, and proud of ourselves – we needed to share. The waitress came back shortly after with our coffee and a slice of that decadent mousse cake split in two, each piece with a lit candle in it. We made our wishes with big smiles across our faces and proceeded to fill the last spot left in our bellies with celebration.
Our last stop of the day was the bookstore which we ambled around in together, looking at books here and there and talking along the way. I like to approach the bookstore that way, with no particular book in mind and see what catches my attention. So as I entered the self help aisle, I glanced to the right and noticed a book titled LIFE IS A VERB. I picked it up and opened to a poem that was striking. I read it aloud to my mother then flipped through further. Imagine my delight when the next thing I read was absolute insistence from the author that I go to the store and by several packs of birthday candles immediately, not knowing when a celebration may be warranted, and stick some in my purse too just in case. I bought two copies, one for me and one for my mother. Today, I think i’ll buy some packs of birthday candles at the store.
You’ve got to stop and read the words when the universe puts up a sign on your journey.


1. an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.



7 responses

4 01 2009

Serendipity is my favorite word. My blog is called “Serendipity Hopeful’.

Happy New Year!

2009 may have its moments of surprises, challenges, triumphs, tribulations, highs and lows but through our combined efforts we can leave our marks on it.

We can all make our small contributions to make this year a better year. Let the cumulative effect works its wonder, we just have to come together. May your beautiful works bring happiness to many people.

5 01 2009

I love it when things like that happen – but I can’t help but admit to having been distracted by the mousse cake – I’m not even sure what it is but it sounds so good!

5 01 2009

I think I am going to have to check out that book!

Good luck with quitting smoking. I have never been a smoker myself but my Mum was one for many years and had a hard time quitting. She quit when I was quite young and I can’t imagine her as a smoker. I have another friend who is a smoker too and I always tell her that it seems so out of place with her character – but addictions will do that to you.

5 01 2009

OH, CB. Olive Garden’s chocolate mousse cake is positively evil. I used to work there (YEARS ago)…we would sneak them out of the fridge to munch on when rolling silverwear. That and the chocolate covered cheesecake.

And For you, IJ:

5 01 2009

Oh Thank You REAS! you should see the big smile on my face right now.

8 01 2009

It’s great that you and your Mom are quitting together – I wish you all the success in the world. I quit in 2001 after smoking for 30 something years. Now I look at myself in the mirror sometimes and can’t believe that I am a person who quit smoking. And I hardly ever want to run up to a smoker, smack them over the head and grab their cigarette for myself these days.

30 07 2011
Jail Nation

Serendipity is an interesting idea. It is defined as the accidental discovery of something useful. Though people who are familiar with serendipity will tell you there is usually nothing accidental about it. Inventors are familiar with the idea of discovering things that were never being looked for but one idea led to another causing the delightful affect of stumbling into a new discovery.

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