When I was 35, I got my first gray hair, and was SOOOO PROUD! I worked for that gray hair, I deserved that gray hair, it was MY gray hair and I WANTED that gray hair - - simply a matter of thinking: Maybe if I have gray hair, someone will take me seriously! LOL
So, I go to the home place, my mother happens to walk by my chair, sees the gray hair, comments on it, and yanks it out! :evil:
DOn't ask ... I just call her "mom" I can't explain her, though I do have my suspicions :?
I chewed her out, of course, because I tend toward being a bit cheeky and mouthy, and besides ... my father told me: If you can spell the word then you can say it! (I can spell a LOT of words! LOL)
now, I am more than twenty years past that momentous day, and I don't have many gray hairs - - life is just too easy, I guess <g> .... but, I do have blond streaks where the gray normally should show up - - heritage from mother's side of the family <g> I guess I will still claim her!
I wouldn't have colored my hair, no matter what! I don't have time to keep track of that stuff - - I don't even use makeup! I couldn't stand to look in a mirror that long! <wave>