Yet, those 2 words came to mind as I walked past my bedroom chest of drawers.
I realized (with a thud in my heart) that the picture on top was taken exactly 6 years ago tonight, with my pre-surgeries short hair.
Taken with hubby and all three kids in the hospital "hotel " room the night before the beginning of my MAC surgeries....from excision to facial rebuilding.
This is the last picture of my "smiling" face, as I knew it, before I went under the knife.
That "last picture" thought was what had me taken aback.
