I had a good run . . I really did . .
The record in my family, that I know of, was age 36. My mom and my aunt were 36 when they found their first grey hairs. So, I have surpassed them by over a year!!
Today was stressful. Last week was stressful. The week before that was stressful and devastatingly sad. Maybe this was bound to happen. Maybe it wouldn’t have happened if I had transported myself somewhere sunny, warm, and relaxing?
Today I saw it in the mirror. It was kind of more white than grey. But it was there. It was attached to my head. It was not my wonderful brown color. I stared at it in disbelief. Then I yanked it out of my head!!! I’ve heard you aren’t supposed to do that. But, whatever. I didn’t want it there!
Tonight I am thankful that I have made it this long without any grey/white hairs. I have been very thankful for this! Believe me, I have known what a good run I’ve had with this lack of grey/white hairs. I have been watching my head in great appreciation . . until today. Hopefully this thing won’t have a friend show up for a while. I’d like to get used to this very, very slowly. Maybe in five years . . yes, I could handle another one in five years 😉 Here’s to wishful thinking!