I have been a mom for almost 15 years.
And for those of you that don’t know, I started smoking cigarettes in high school.
The first time I smoked was in college.
It wasn’t a big deal.
I didn’t want to hurt anyone.
But one day, I decided that smoking was for adults.
And I had to go.
So I moved to Florida to smoke.
When I went back, I realized I was not ready to stop smoking.
I still had a problem.
I was depressed, I was lonely, I felt guilty about it.
I wanted to smoke less and stop drinking.
I tried to quit but I couldn’t.
My wife wanted to take over the job.
And then, one day when I was sitting on the couch watching a documentary, I said to myself, This is it.
This is what it feels like to have children.
So, I quit smoking.
Then, in 2013, I got married.
And in a way, I had quit smoking, too.
But at the same time, I still wanted to try again.
And that’s when I realized that smoking could be a good thing for my kids.
I decided I needed to have them quit.
So that’s how I started coaching them to smoke again.
One day, while my wife was in the kitchen, I went into the kitchen and opened the door.
And there were some cigarettes on the table.
And when I saw them, I stopped smoking.
It was the first time in 15 years that I had ever smoked a cigarette.
And it was good for them.
They started to look at me funny and I started to feel better.
But I couldn