Tiny T! Trink! In the house! Ya-hooey!

What a night, Trink. On the verge of a wonderful journey back home to you.
Sounds like you're right where your supposed to be. Excited and nervous sounds just about right. Poised to walk through the arch to a new freedom. A return to forever a minute, hour, and a day at a time. I'm so very happy for you.

It helped me to clarify the difference between "giving-up" something and "putting something down."

If you have tickets to fly to Maui for a week and then discover a family member needs you back home, you 'give-up' the trip to Maui to help those you love. You're giving-up something good (for something better in my opinion).

If you inadvertently pick-up a burning coal, you 'put it down' as quickly as possible to avoid pain and potential harm. You dump that burning coal.

On the eve of your new freedom, please remember you are not giving-up cigarettes. They add no value to your life other than the lies they tell. Instead, you are putting-down toxic sticks riddled with chemicals created to kill you. You are putting down something that doesn't belong to the glorious and healthy person known as (aka) Tiny Trink.

Your time, Trink. Your turn.

If possible, have a lot of water and cranberry juice (I should buy stock in some bogs given my propensity to push the cranberrys so hard) at hand for tomorrow. Have Carr at the ready (CHL recently provided the link again) and your fingers ready to write whatever you're going through here on this thread.

You may be surprised and find that putting the smokes down is not as difficult or wrenching as you might think. It might be a cake-walk for you. And if it isn't, we'll be here to walk with you. No expecttions. Just wake-up and let the day bring what it may. I can tell you tomorrow will lead to a new freedom. One of health, happiness, and great esteem. A new beginning. You can and will do this if you want to. That's a promise.

We'll all be looking for you tomorrow. You will not be alone. You'll be joined by like-minded souls here and we'll surround you with the best we have.

So for now, Trink, smoke 'em like there's no tomorrow. And tomorrow? Tomorrow we ride. Tomorrow we ride into the land of new beginnings and infinite posibilities.

Saddle-up, Trink!