My mother has been a smoker since I can remember. I don’t like to think about health issues – thankfully, she is happy and healthy and I pray she’ll never get sick. I will note, however, that she used to be a very beautiful woman. She still is beautiful to me, but when I look at her now, she looks so much older than other women her age. Her skin has lost its beautiful glow that it once had, and now, I’m sorry to say, it’s quite grey. I would never tell her that – I know she can see it when she looks in the mirror. I smoke a cigarette every now and then, and like I said – I hate thinking about getting sick. So instead, to keep myself from smoking more, I try the vain approach and remind myself that if I like the way I look now, smoking will certainly not keep me looking that way.