Two random comments from two close friends this past Thanksgiving weekend, and two photographs posted by another close friend on Facebook.
That’s all it took for me to consciously realize how fast I’m graying.
Not just in the beard or on the temples, but fraking all over.
I figure I earned all the lack of color, or else I’m lacking in some chemical that’s causing it. Either way, I’m not sure how I feel about coloring it. I know the Husbear is a colorist and all, but I’ve never been one to want to color my hair.
Maybe I’ll cave to the color when some tragic young thing calls me “daddy”.
After I stop crying.
Until next time...