"Momma, Andrew's gone and quit smoking," George went and told his mother from across the table this morning. "I really don't see how he does it."
Mrs. Florene got up from her seat to give me a hug and then she looked at George sternly saying, "You could take a cue from him you know?"
It really did make me feel so good to get that hug. Dad is still on pins and needles on whether I will make it another week or not. Let's say he is guardedly optimistic.