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[MajestyJo]

Smile, the Brethren church I was raised in, would have said no for the thought of smoking anything. My husband took my small package of cigarettes, and crushed them up in his big hand. He was trying to play God with my life. I picked up the butts and smoke them, in a truly resentful matter. Ironically, he married a second wife who smoked more than I did.

In today, I try not to be a self-righteous sinner, but I am allergic to smoke of any kind, even a bonfire or a fireplace.

The Diamond is my birthstone. I was and still can be a Diamond in the rough.