The Gray Hair Down There

I am no stranger to gray hairs. I have had at least one or two since my tween years, sprouting up sporadically here or there. Gray hair is just a part of my DNA, my makeup–grandma fully white-headed by the time I was born, mom and auntie and uncle with salt and pepper wings, my younger brother with the segzy white patch in the front–gray hair is my heritage. In my family, we expect it–welcome the battle to color it or at the very least bend it to our will. 

But then suddenly, I found gray hair…in my nether regions. Not just one either! Nothing prepared me for the panic that crawled into my soul and squatted for all times. What the WHUT?!? When did THAT happen? When did I become old enough to have gray hairs in the sexy bits? After freaking out for a minute, I did what any self respecting adult would do: I pulled them out. I know, I know. A thousand shall surely spring up in their places, the hydra of women’s beauty. 

I am not prepared to be a full on adult–which sounds stupid because I am already one, but mentally, I am still in the process of turning that corner. I have just barely made a living for myself, just started to live life only to find Father Time straight lurking in the one place I never expected dude to hang out. 

Then I remembered: I am almost 37 years old. I have an almost 10 year old and an almost 8 year old. I have been married almost 11 years. I graduated from high school 18 years ago. I am older. Approaching old. And it frightens me. Because I am not yet ready to face these facts of age, aging, and the changes to come. 

And that’s all I have to say about that.

7 Comments

  1. I guess that was a no brainer as you seem like an intune person from your writing. Believe or not I have spoken with other women who do not even “look” there. It was at some women’s retreat thing my friend roped me into – I could tell I was in the wrong place. Sorry hope I wasn’t offensive before.

    1. Lolol. Not at all! I am really REALLY hard to offend. I was saying yup-I decided to shave and dispatch of allll the evidence, lol.

      How can you not look at your own vagina? I mean, how do you know when something isn’t wrong if you don’t CHECK?!?

      1. Agreed with – it may not always be the easiest thing in the world to accomplish (losing some weight helped me see better). But of course determined people will find a way to make it happen with a “plan B” when neccesary. For those not quik on my hints -it’s mirror. Yeah sometimes I crack myself up ! Look forward to reading more of your posts! Chely

  2. yeah I really hated when I found them there too- Heck I have less on my head than I do down there. It’s just one of things – if you don’t like it -shave more often keep thoselittle buggers under wraps LOL

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