“I guess the most major event was the discovery of my first white hair last week. It’s strange the effect that a white hair can have on you.  I can handle the extra weight that seems impossible to lose, the need to sleep more after a party , the extra folds, the fact that all my friends are married or living together, that some are already having their 2nd or 3rd child, but nothing brought it home that I’m getting older like that single white hair.

My first reaction was panic, wondering if there’s more hidden somewhere, which I couldn’t see – and that had me wondering whether monkeys are really looking for fleas when they’re grooming each other, or are they checking for white hairs –– then the dawning realization that I may just have to start ‘acting my age’.

But once I got over the initial shock and suppressed the urge to yank it out I started examining it, admiring it even.  It’s actually quite long, not exactly white, but silvery, and really soft, which makes me wonder why I never noticed it before.”  ~ Fatima Yousif

Filed under: Wisdoms from the Journey by Scaughdt