I keep giving in to the cravings. I’ve smoked for 30 years now and I know I must smell foul to other people who don’t smoke.
It seems that I have as many (or few) problems as I usually do, but they just seem so much bigger and insurmountable when I’m craving cigarettes.
I have no self control (will power) when it comes to this, but I must quit. I have no aspirations of living a long long life; I just want to have a good quality of life through the second half or so.
I really do want to quit badly, I’m just having a very hard time convincing my brain that it needs to be as stubborn as possible when the cravings take hold. 15 months ago
His name is Douglas Sweet. He would have dated my mother during the summer of 1966. My mother’s name was Loretta Nichols and she lived in Hoyt, New Brunswick, Canada at that time. My mom was 17 years old when they dated.
I have no expectations for my father, I would just like to know him. I hope he is still alive and well. I will be 45 this year and I just want to meet my dad. I don’t really look like anyone in my family so, hopefully I look a lot like my father and he will recognize some of those looks in this picture. 15 months ago
My father doesn’t know I exist. His relationship with my mother ended before she knew she was pregnant. All I have is his first and last name. I don’t even know how old he would be.
Where to start??15 months ago
