This is a guest post written by LadyStrick9, from Chesapeake, VA who often refers to herself as a "vapaholic". Remember Sunday mornings when your kids were little? Years ago, I would sit on my front porch on Sunday mornings, watching my kids running, playing and laughing in my front yard. I love the sound of children's laughter. Lazy Mornings I remember being captivated and enthralled by the beautiful medley of my morning coffee, the Sunday newspaper, and, of course, my ever-present "XYZ 100's" brand cigarette. That small, wonderful device dispatched the potion, the nectar, the answer to my constant cravings. It was always gracefully perched between my first knuckle and the tip of my finger. Savory Satisfaction I don't recall every detail of those golden mornings with my children, I do remember being focused on what truly mattered - that small white cylinder shaped roll of what I craved constantly throughout the day. I remember scanning the news headlines, pausing at the "funny papers" and being so completely absorbed in satisfying my cravings that I didn't have a clue whether those adorable children playing in my front yard were actually my children. Cigarettes Ruled My Day There are many more examples of how my 40+ year addiction repeatedly controlled my days, my nights, and even my thoughts. I made no plans that did not accommodate my addiction and habit. Wherever I went, I knew where and when I could squeeze in a quick smoke. I always had the urge to smoke, even after I'd just squished a cigarette butt into a smelly ashtray. I even wanted to smoke when I had just minutes before chucked a butt out the car window as I drove past a "$500 Fine for Littering" sign, while listening to the radio news about a forest fire caused by a cigarette tossed carelessly from a car window. Trying ECigs I didn't want to be a smoker, but I didn't want to quit smoking. Like many of my vaping friends, I started with some companies that genuinely tested my determination. My phone calls to their customer service departments commonly resembled the conversations I have with my teenage grandsons or their friends, incoherent some of the time and frustrating all the time. The responses I received were filled with "uh", "er" and "umm". Finally, after waiting five times longer for a delivery than promised, I received a less than functional product. Finding Vapor4Life In my frustration, I began to sneak the occasional cigarette. One night, while scouring Facebook, I stumbled on a company that sounded "too good to be true". Surely, the reviews were staged, but I went ahead and ordered a Vapor4Life starter kit on December 9, 2011. When my order arrived three days later, I became a committed vaper! The switch has shocked my family, friends and even myself with the success I have experienced. That proved that the reviews I read initially were honest and true. Today Now my Sunday mornings on the front porch are different. I still have my coffee and newspaper, children still laugh and play in the yard, my cravings are satisfied, but I'm not littering the landscape, and I don't smell like an ashtray. You can usually find LadyStrick9 on the V4L Forum "networking with members and guests".