I looked in the mirror as I was brushing my hair today and I noticed not just one but several grey hairs!!!!
I suppose I should have been prepared - My mother has been going grey ever since I can remember and my husband even has a few grey hairs in our wedding photos, he was 23.
I suppose I will have to start behaving like a grown up now?
Maybe not!
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1 comment:
Hi, just stopping in from nablopomo and nanowrimo land to say hi and wish you the best.
I think I got my first gray hairs in college, long, long ago. Don't worry, it doesn't mean you have to act like a grown up. :-)
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