For several years now, I have nearly-silently lamented the fact that my hair is starting to show silver. Not gray mind you–silver. Which, I suppose is preferable to a flat gray. I should be thankful though, that at least I’m not losing hair. My mother has a full head of hair and they say men get their hair from their mother, so I should be good for at least another 20 years.
I don’t let my beard grow out too often for many obvious reasons, not the least of which is the fact that I don’t like to scratch myself when I nod my head and my double chin waddles around and scratches itself; but, recently, I let it grow more than normal and as you can see…silver!
No folks, those shiny whiskers (mostly on my chin) are NOT reflections of light–they are gray whiskers. So, it’s official! I’m getting gray all over. Well…not ALL over…but at least above the waistline.
Getting old sucks!