The Day The Grays Came To Stay

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I recently wrote a piece for Sassy Mama Singapore about coming to terms with aging.  

Coarse, wiry, and demanding attention, it rose defiantly from my head. This bold strand of hair was a shiny silver color, perfect for the plucking.  As I reached for my tweezers, I noticed not one, not two, but MANY gray hairs. I froze. I began a rapid scalp inspection, barely thinking, just searching.

What I found was not good. Not ignorable. Not pluckable—there were too many gray hairs, all at once.

This was the day the grays came to stay. Up until this day, singleton gray hairs came and were promptly plucked. They were occasional and easily ignored. Then came the time warp that is motherhood. My life sped forward five years at the speed of light. My personal care rituals dwindled to basic upkeep, sometimes barely that.

I began to notice mild lines on my face. No prob, Bob. Smile lines and crow’s feet are cute on some people. Maybe they will be cute on me, too.

To continue reading, please click here to go to the piece on Sassy Mama Singapore.

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Jennifer Jasensky is a Dubai resident, United States transplant, former mathematics teacher and dancer/choreographer. She is an outgoing homebody and perpetual idealist whose love of learning knows no bounds. She is most happy enjoying a good book with a plate of kaya toast, runny eggs, and kopi-c peng siew dai, but now that she has moved from
Singapore to Dubai, drinking an iced latte in the ocean is fast becoming her happy place.

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