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Quietly getting back into the cigar culture.....
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So, I have been sitting on this for a few days, actually close to a week.
Somehow some way back in 2007 I stumbled across this the community. I was a brand-new cigar smoker, and I was fortunate enough to get some great advice and some great cigars shipped to me while on my first tour to Iraq. The knowledge I learned has been invaluable and served me well. For the next 7 years I tried to be a good member of this family, I made some good friends, both on the forum and in real life. I have smoked with some of the finest humans I have ever met because of Cigar Pass.
At some point in 2014, my life imploded. I stopped being a good husband, a good father, friend and person. The hell that followed was of my own design. Yet, for waht ever reason, my family and mt friends did not give up on me, and I put in the work their faith in me deserved. I am stronger now than ever; my family is stronger than ever. That season taught not only me, but my wife that together we can survive anything the world sends our way. We are stronger together-we are an unstoppable force.
The thing is, my guilt over my actions held me hostage, I felt that I did not deserve the thigs I enjoyed, and while I did them occasionally, it was never the same. Let me stop and say if anyone reads this, and they feel that way STOP, it simply is not true. So, over the course of years, I smoked a cigar here or there, I brewed my beer, and dabbled at the things outside my family that brought me joy and satisfaction.
Right up to April 18th.
About 10:30pm I got a call from my Sister-in-law that my baby brother had killed himself while riding his Harley. I was not, am not equipped to deal with this/that whatever the word is. I am processing it, I am doing the work, but it fucking sucks. The big picture is this, in less than 5 years I lost my Mom and Dad (3 months apart) and my baby brother, who was my Guy!
Sitting in Texas, trying to acknowledge what happened, not accept, but at least believe the idea that it was truth, I remembered Brian, the FOGs can explain that to the new guys....A man despite everything he knew, or maybe a bit because of what he knew, had the right idea. "Smoke them, if you got them"
Now more than ever, I sit and struggle to share this, I know the truth of the sentiment that we are not guaranteed tomorrow, celebrate today because even today is special. Tell them you love them, take the stupid selfie, call every now and then, don't just text. Do everything in your power to make this day the best day, not just for you, but for all those your care for and even those you don't
Tim
Somehow some way back in 2007 I stumbled across this the community. I was a brand-new cigar smoker, and I was fortunate enough to get some great advice and some great cigars shipped to me while on my first tour to Iraq. The knowledge I learned has been invaluable and served me well. For the next 7 years I tried to be a good member of this family, I made some good friends, both on the forum and in real life. I have smoked with some of the finest humans I have ever met because of Cigar Pass.
At some point in 2014, my life imploded. I stopped being a good husband, a good father, friend and person. The hell that followed was of my own design. Yet, for waht ever reason, my family and mt friends did not give up on me, and I put in the work their faith in me deserved. I am stronger now than ever; my family is stronger than ever. That season taught not only me, but my wife that together we can survive anything the world sends our way. We are stronger together-we are an unstoppable force.
The thing is, my guilt over my actions held me hostage, I felt that I did not deserve the thigs I enjoyed, and while I did them occasionally, it was never the same. Let me stop and say if anyone reads this, and they feel that way STOP, it simply is not true. So, over the course of years, I smoked a cigar here or there, I brewed my beer, and dabbled at the things outside my family that brought me joy and satisfaction.
Right up to April 18th.
About 10:30pm I got a call from my Sister-in-law that my baby brother had killed himself while riding his Harley. I was not, am not equipped to deal with this/that whatever the word is. I am processing it, I am doing the work, but it fucking sucks. The big picture is this, in less than 5 years I lost my Mom and Dad (3 months apart) and my baby brother, who was my Guy!
Sitting in Texas, trying to acknowledge what happened, not accept, but at least believe the idea that it was truth, I remembered Brian, the FOGs can explain that to the new guys....A man despite everything he knew, or maybe a bit because of what he knew, had the right idea. "Smoke them, if you got them"
Now more than ever, I sit and struggle to share this, I know the truth of the sentiment that we are not guaranteed tomorrow, celebrate today because even today is special. Tell them you love them, take the stupid selfie, call every now and then, don't just text. Do everything in your power to make this day the best day, not just for you, but for all those your care for and even those you don't
Tim
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