Changes...

"Your hair is really quite curly!” said S.
I was in the middle of cooking dinner, and hadn’t had the time to brush out my damp hair. Since we've been married for almost 4 years now, the keen observation made me send a mock evil glare his way. Maybe it’s just a casual remark, I think, and reply (with some pride), "Yes, I get it from my Dad - my hair curls just like his".
"It's hard to tell, coz your dad is quite bald!" laughed S.
This time my evil glare and indignation were quite genuine "My dad, bald!!!, how can you say that!! He has curly hair!”. S (looking quite perplexed now) tells me that it is true that my dad is quite bald and asks if I hadn’t noticed yet. So I think about it and reluctantly agree and then redraw the picture in my head of my dad. Sigh! Sometimes the passage of time sneaks up on us quite stealthily... And I'm left wondering if I need to redraw the picture of me I have in my head as well....