AtHer Southern Charm there's a new idea: to post about The Smallest Blessing we have in our life.
So I thought that one of them is my silver strings of hair. Most women want to dye their hair since the first grey hair appear. Not me. I don't even try to conceal my age. And I like my grey hair. I thank God for them, for what they mean: a life fool of blessings.
PS: to be honest, I must say, only my front hair is full of grey, in the back is quite dark, still. So the silver is just beginning.