I am 34 years old. I should have anticipated this. But I wasn't ready. Of course, this is NOTHING compared to being diagnosed with lupus. It is not that big of a deal. But there's something about finding your first grey hair that makes you realize that time is ticking and you are not as young as you used to be. Oh well. At least I have hair! I would rather keep my one grey hair (and its buddies that are waiting to make an appearance) than go back to my hair falling out in clumps.
So, whatever you're going through, take a moment to be thankful for the little things...even if it's something as little as having hair.
(You can read about the time I lost my hair here.)
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