I quit smoking four months before Jim died. During those four months, he always teased me that he would get me up and walking. Being the ultimate lazy slug, of course I told him that would never happen.
When he died so suddenly, I started smoking again. Stupid, I know and I have no excuse.
However, today I am celebrating six months of non-smoking. AND I’m walking one mile twice a day!
Is it a coincidence that the reason is a furry, little eleven pound girl, who, amazingly has Jim’s unusual green eyes AND loves to go for walks???!!!
hhhmmmmmmmmmmm…….
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