Ya know

You just get use to things....like the Ol' Man having a beard. He just came down stairs, after having shaved off the majority of his beard. When I first met him, he had a beard, so that's how I always picture him. That's the guy I fell in love with...that face. I still love him with all my heart, but it's someone else...some other face looking at me, even though it's the same voice, same eyes. It takes a little getting use to...