"Weeping may endure for a night, but JOY comes in the morning" Psalm 30:5
25 years ago, in the summer of my senior year of high school, on a hot summer Texas night, in the front seat of my friend's red F150, I took my first pinch of Cope. I remember it like it was yesterday. That night began my private battle in the shadows with my addiction to nicotine. I always said "This is my "safe" alternative to smoking." Wow...was I delusional. These tin lidded cans have been my best friend for 25 years. I think they are closer to me than my wife, my daughter, my family and any of my friends. And today, I'm squashing that friendship. It's too one sided, and definitely destructive.
My biggest challenge lies after my 100 day mark, so I'm excited about getting there. I travel for work, and in the fall, I'll log about 10,000 miles in a car. I know I'll be prepared for that, but the first step is getting to day 2. Then 3. Then 4.
Looking forward to connecting with you all, taking your advice and encouragement, and hopefully being able to give some in due time.
My nights of figurative and literal weeping may endure for more than a night, but I'm ready to have JOY back in my life!
Blessings to you all on your journeys!
JJ