And then I was Gray

This is the first gray hair that has ever been plucked out of my head.  The Significant Historical Event occurred on Saturday, September 13th while waiting for a bus.

I thought about saving the hair, but the Silly Boyfriend said that just plain, "Creeped him out."

So I took a picture.

And then I took another picture, because when it comes to documenting my decline into old age, I like to be thorough.

There are now two distinct phases of my life:

My Youth -- Age 0 to 33

Post-Gray Hair Life -- 33 to Forever and Ever

 

Comments

[Damaria Senne]

I wish I could remember a time when I did not have gray hair. I'm 41 years old, and found the first gray follicle when I was in my late teens. By the time I was in my early twenties, I'd stopped screeching every time I found another gray hair. Now I'm so used to it don't think much about it. The advantage is that my face looks very youthful, so I don't exactly look old with my gray hair, just intersting [ or so I've been told]

[Melody Platz]

Damaria,

I had a wonderful friend in college like you. By the time we met her, being half gray was just a part of who she was.

I confess, this is my screeching phase. I'm sure, like you, I will soon grow out of it. I've just decided to do my whining on the Internet. : )