I really debated about sharing this moment but felt it was something many women (and maybe men) could relate to.
So yesterday morning I felt like a kid again being with my mom and brother. Well, by mid-afternoon that feeling drastically changed. I felt old. I am talking tired, frumpy old.
Here's what happened. I was laying around the house being lazy and so was my husband. I could feel him staring at me so I inquired what the staring was all about. And in the most gracious, gentle voice came the terrifying words, "All your gray hairs."
WHAT???!!!!
Now, the way he said was incredibly as sweet as could be. I was in no way mad at him for speaking the awful truth. Also, I know about these pesky, gray hairs. I have noticed them tremendously multiple over this year as if they were horrible weeds in a beautiful garden. But it did make me stop for a moment and think. Do I run to the nearest drugstore, buy a coloring kit and fix this? Or, do I graciously let my gray go and hope that it looks dignified?
The jury is still out on this one....
:-) I;ve never noticed a gray in your hair!
ReplyDeleteI have been coloring my hair since I was 26! The older I get, the more high-maintenance I become. Aging with grace--always such a dilemma!
I color my gray hair because it makes me feel better! I always say it is one of the indignities of our society - men with gray look distinguished, women with gray look old. Bottom line - do what feels authentic to YOU. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteI color my gray, but wish I had never started. Of course I'm at a stage of life (50) when I want the least amount of stress in my life!
ReplyDeleteI love your comparison of sprouting grays to weeds in a garden! :-) I can also relate. To color or not to color...
ReplyDeleteAt least you have hair. :)
ReplyDeleteMine began with using a black Sharpie (yes, Sharpie)to camouflage the few hairs.Now I color every 3 months. So, closer to the appointment, out comes the Sharpie to hide the damage!
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