Grumps - It's a good struggle and you've got all it takes. You've been doing it. You are doing it. I agree though, the struggles within are tougher than any I come up against outside of me.

Wherever we go, there we are.

That said,

Flower pots now hold things of life and beauty (even dirt covered in snow is teeming and trembling waiting for Spring) not crushed clips in twistd herds waiting for desperation to pluck the pot. No more errant butts for you.

You're had some wonderful days where you have felt so very happy, grateful, and proud to be smoke-free. Alive. Breath. Breathing.

You've extended yourself here in love and service to strangers you've never met and most likely will never meet. You've sprang toward new arrivals with an open heart and humble, self-effacing generousity. Your heart is strong, Grumps.

Your struggle matters. Refining the meddle of and resolve of the woman formally known as Grumps.

Always a friend in me, Madam.