Smoking go away

I have been around smoking all my life and every time I am around someone who lights up and I smell the smoke it’s almost instantly that I have memories about people in my life who smoke. For most of my life I my parents have smoked and for most of my life it has saddened me that it may take their life some day. However I think that people smoke because of stress, curiosity, or just plain boredom. I am guilty of trying it out of curiosity and I am also guilty of hating it. Some people say you can get addicted after the first one and I am pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to get addicted after thirty. My father recently quit smoking, but then got addicted to cigars. He did read a book though this past month and has quit cigars as well. I think it takes a lot to give up an addiction that has been a part of your life for the past thirty years. It’s almost like the person will have to find something else to do to fill the time or start saving money for some exotic vacation they have wanted to go on. My mother on the other hand and quit and started more than I can count. I am actually worried about her these days. She gets bronchitis a lot and smokes her way through it. I wish it was something that she could just stop for her health sake, but it seems to have a hold on her. It breaks my heart that people die from cigarettes and that people pay for their death in a sense. I realize everyone is different and smoking doesn’t make anyone a bad person, but I can only hope that eventually people will never start.