joys of not smoking
Today I sit here amazed at the feeling of wonderful inside of me. I am bubbling over and waiting to spill out. Inside changes are being made, scars are healing, things are getting back to normal. I no longer hold back tears of pain, instead there are tears of joy. God is guiding my steps. Keeping his arms around me to guide me through the roughest days that I faced. I no longer am a two pack a day smoker, instead I am a bird set free.
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