How a Frumpy Gal Feels About Going Gray

Last year, on my birthday, I was remarking to my husband‚Äč that I didn’t have any gray hairs yet and I was wondering when it was going to happen.

He surveyed the top of my head and then replied, “uh, you mean like that one?”

I asked him to pull it out, but not because I wanted to do away with it, per se. Rather, I didn’t believe him and needed to see it for myself.

Here it is, folks. My first gray hair (from a year ago). It was so significant, I documented it with a photo.

Gray hair on orange napkin
Bet you didn’t expect this much attention, did you, barely visible gray hair.

 

With the hair came mixed emotions. Continue reading

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