This morning, I was busy doing my normal routine but I took a double take as I stared at the mirror. Staring back at me is a reminder of my dwindling youth, a single strand of gray hair. Just my luck to see one, a month before I turn another year older.
I heard rumors of plucking it would only make it spread more gray hairs or something to those lines so I kept the strand, hid it in between locks of hair. As if “drowning” it in more hair would make it go away. Silly!
Truth be told I have virgin hair, meaning I never had it chemically treated to a different shade of color from my natural hair tone of black. I blame and thank my mom for it because she emphasizes natural beauty to be the most beautiful. Of course hearing it initially when I was as a teenager did not make sense just because everyone else is doing it besides me.
I have to say that the older I get, her beliefs does ring true. Plus, it saves me a LOT of money so cheers to you mom!
Belated Happy Mother’s Day!