My Gray's Anatomy and Physiology...

Getting older is something. You realize that 25 wasn’t as old as you thought it was when you were 16, and that 30 isn’t as old as you thought it was when you were 20. Well, sometimes these age milestones are met with physical and physiological changes that one was not anticipating. Hence the story of the errant gray hair courtesy of my Mom… *ahem*

Not too long after my 30^th birthday, I was drying off after my shower and noticed a gray hair… down there **pointing south** I immediately call my mother as I was in complete and utter shock – total dismay! I would soon regret that decision.

Me: Mom! You won’t buh-lieve where I just found a gray hair! I didn’t know 30 meant instant graying of certain areas.

Mom: Well, I’m goin’ to tell you a story.

Me: Aww hell…

Mom: You remember me telling you about my friends John* and Diamond* (*names changed to protect the innocent)? Well, John was kinda “that way” and he would hang around with Diamond and I all the time. So we thought nothin’ of runnin’ around in our slips and stuff in front of him but Granny used to say, John gon’ up and surprise ya’ll one day. Anyway, one day John tells Diamond and I – you know, if you don’t use ‘IT’, it’ll dry up.

Me: **blank stare at the phone**  **crickets**

Moral: Careful what you tell your mother and be prepared for the response. Also, if you find a gray hair *down there* don’t pull it out. Trust me…never ever do that, EVER!

Now, all of the things I write are my life's lessons. I share so that maybe others can learn from what I've been through or seen. I don't have all the answers (well, maybe most...) but its something to ponder. I'm not a therapist and this is not intended to provide counseling or advice. Just someone who feels they've learned a thing or two.