I have the newer picture beside my bed. Its been there for over a year. Probably two. I dont remember. David gave it to me for Christmas, however many years ago it was. The other night I was going through some old pictures and found the older one. I pulled it out and set it beside the other picture I have.
The irony of it is somehow lost on me.
Fourteen years later:
Kinda makes me feel old too.
Tangled Thoughts 