Today marks my 105th month smoke-free. I smoked for about 12 years and was up to over a pack a day when I quit.

I quit 4 months before I got married. I couldn’t imagine myself smoking in my wedding dress! And I wanted to start my married life without this habit, with clean lungs and a new outlook. It was so, so, so hard. But with the help of a little pill called Zyban and endless support from my finacee, Weldon,  I was able to do it. (Weldon, of course, is now my wonderful husband of 8 1/2 years.)

I’ve been smoke-free ever since and I celebrate the day I quit, September 11,  2000, every year with a cake from Weldon. I acknowledge the 11th of each month as a milestone for another month smoke-free.