A Long Dreaded Day

Ack! I dread the day that I find out I have some terminal disease. I dread the day I find out a close family member and/or friend pass away without knowing the Good News. I dread the day my car gets a flat tire. I dread the day I can no longer play tennis. There are many days that I dread... but this week, one of those dreaded days became reality. The physical outward sign of old age was discovered and brought to my attention, unfortunately. Yes, one single strand of white hair. Not even blonde, but white white. I was terrified and in shock when that one piece carelessly shone in it's glory... what a contrast between it and my bush of a head. Aiya. I will accept my aging, I guess... C'est la vie, huh?