There is no rhyme or reason to life, Pam. Sometimes good people have bad things happen, bad people breeze through in a charmed existance, non-smokers die of so-called "smoking diseases", and smokers live problem-free to ripe old ages.
Life just is, and you have to take it as it comes. I'm guessing your grandmother probably realizes, on some level, that her smoking contributed to his death. Now she has to live with that.
It's good that you've never dealt with the stress of losing someone close by smoking, that's one link you don't have to break. That doesn't make the dealing any easier, I know.
We can't worry about the future we can't control, nor the past we can't change. That path leads to insanity. All we can do is the best we can, nothing more, and we have to be content in knowing we've done our best, regardless of the outcome. As long as we are trying, nothing is hopeless.
200 days tomorrow, Pam. :)
Shevie
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 5/23/2005
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 357
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 7,148
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $1356.6
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 66 [B]Hrs:[/B] 15 [B]Mins:[/B] 3 [B]Seconds:[/B] 59
