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Hey, A Simple Jew, this gray's for you!
Each time I look in the mirror, I'm starting to see less brown, less auburn and more gray. A sign of aging? A sign of wisdom? Or just a sign that I'd better start to seriously consider coloring my hair? Aren't I a good mom that I didn't even suggest that maybe it's my kids giving me that new shade? No, wouldn't even consider that option...or would I?
As it is, I'm probably ten years older than my children's classmates' parents, and if I'm not older, then they also have children in their early and mid-teens, not just kids younger than ten. I don't want to show up at a school function one day in the not-too-distant future and be asked, "Who is your grandchild?"
So, gray friends atop my head, stay alert, be on the lookout. 'Cause one of these days, you might just not recognize yourselves in the mirror!
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When my daughter became a teenager, I got a little spot of grey in my beard, and I'm pretty sure I got it from her.
Funny thing was, when I first noticed it, I kept thinking I had a piece of food, or worse, in my beard.
To this day I can only blow my nose in front of a mirror.
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