Oh Mookie. Your post moved me so much. I can identify with the mother bit. You sound like my mum was(long since gone) - still worrying about me no matter how old I got. She was a widow with not a lot and sure, I went through tough times - a lot of them financial, and most that she couldn't "help" with in tems of handing out money. But I could always go "home".
She WAS home to me. I would travel for hours, get off the bus and there she'd be. Arms open. The kettle would go on and we would sit together, talking through the night. While she loved me, hugged me, often shed tears with me and set my world to rights. I would give anything I have to go back to those times. Doing without her - I KNOW now, all that she gave me and in my adult years, very little of that was tangible (things, money etc.). She gave me herself - and I'm sure you do the same for your son and it will make a HUGE difference to anything and everything that he faces - because he knows you're on his side and love him. That is MORE than "enough".
The friends who smoke - I'd be tempted to explain things to them and put your weekend off for another time. True friends will understand.
As a fellow mum, I just wanted to say that I know how it feels when you feel you can't do enough. But as the child of a mum like you - I know your love and presence counts for more than anything else. Stay strong. Your son will be inspired by the courage and determination you have shown in your quit.
S x
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 8/20/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 11
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 391
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] �66
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 1 [B]Hrs:[/B] 2 [B]Mins:[/B] 49 [B]Seconds:[/B] 49
