one week.

Random note -- it's 11:11. I made a wish.

My surgery is in seven days. My consultation was 21 days ago but it literally feels like it was last week.

I have two women in my life that I will call my "elder sisters". Their words of wisdom have meant a lot in the last couple weeks. The surgery is not a little thing; it's a pretty huge deal. Yeah, I will look better, to my own eyes at least. Maybe I'll feel better about myself. But as one of my wise elder sisters turned to me the other day, she looked me straight in the face and said, "I fully support you, but this will not get rid of any craziness going on in here", gesturing towards herself. It hadn't occurred to me, but she is right. I hadn't thought about it because my main thoughts have been on my outward appearance, not on my inner feelings. Both of these women have helped me realize that as strong of a person as I am, I have to rely on my Heavenly Father for strength. I have to.