Today was a momentous day. Well, not really. But something happened.
I found my first gray hair.
YIKES.
Honestly, I wasn't thrilled and I quickly pulled it out. Okay, not so quickly. The bugger wouldn't come out. But I got him in the end. Don't you worry.
But in honor of this blog, which is to recognize my blessings and the beauty around me, I realized that I could have had some kind of mid-life hair crisis because I had a gray hair. OR I could just be grateful that I have hair.
Because hair is a wonderful thing, and while many men look great without hair, I am not a man and I wouldn't. So I am glad I have hair. Even if there are some gray spots.
Which, by the way, is why we have dye.... another blessing. See, they are all around us if we look.
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how did you get by the past 5 years without finding one? Ann found my first one on MY WEDDING DAY while she fixed my hair! I was appalled...and had her pull it out immediately! I think I may have seen one or two more over the past 5 1/2 years, but you're right. At least we have hair!
Well that is the reason for dye. My mother in law has beautiful blond hair that seems a little more blond each and every year. But there is certainly no gray. Yes she is 60 years old but not one hair on her head is gray and she tends to wear low rising pants as well as the rest of us- (which really isn't all that well is it?)
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