A friend of mine told me this story …
I started smoking cigarette when I was 15. I was young. I was rebellious. I was curious. I tried smoking and I became addicted. Back then, when my friends or my family asked me to stop, I’d say “Well this is my life, I have every right to do what I want with my life” I thought they should bother their own lives. Well, what kind of answer do you expect from a rebellious teenager?
As the years passed, I grew up and became wiser. But, the addiction was still there. When I was asked to stop smoking, I didn’t give the same answer that I gave when I was a teenager. This time I was polite. I’d say “One day, I’ll stop. One day, the time will come”
As the years passed, I grew older and became wiser. But, that “one day” never came..That “one day ” never came until one day I was diagnosed with a lung cancer. I was devastated. I wish that “one day” that I have been waiting for came earlier than the day I was diagnosed with lung cancer.
Stop smoking now, don’t wait till that “one day” because you never know what will happen tomorrow …