I remember it like it was yesterday. Sandy blond hair blowing in the breeze outside as I played with my friends out in the sand. Not a care in the world except to make my sand castle higher than anyone else’s.
Now though I look in the mirror and see brownish hair but wait what is that I see. I look closer in the mirror and the roots of the hair is a strange color. Not every hair but several. What color is that? I put the glasses on and try again. I look and the roots are silver…what…wait…what happened I said out loud. Silver, I don’t understand. It was just yesterday that I was playing outside. Oh no, it was like it was yesterday.
I grew up and matured as they say. No, I like to say I gained wisdom and for every silver rooted hair is all of the wisdom stacked in my head.
Yup I will go with that!