Can we talk???The end of the week last week got really busy for me. I can’t go too long without wanting to write, though. I’ve kept a journal most of my life, and found writing to be particularly theraputic as I have gone through this journey of discovery I call “My Quit“.

Sometimes I kick myself for not having kept some of the things I wrote over at QuitNet. I wrote a humor piece on the Quit Farts that I’d love to get back, especially now. For some reason they seem to have returned. Couldn’t be that I’ve increased the fiber in my diet huh?

I read a comment one of you wrote to an earlier post of mine - the comment was about how hard life was for me early on. It got me thinking. It took me a long time, when I was younger, to let go of that kind of self-talk. I’ve wanted to find some way to explain how I’ve grown to think about it and, of course, it was given to me… in the form of an email a friend sent. I want to share it with you now.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She didn’t know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. In response, her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire until the water in the pots came to a boil…


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