Saturday, October 18, 2008

On white hair and life

"OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!" I shouted in shock yesterday morning. My husband thought I was having a heart attack. People I know assume that I spend at least 10,000 hours a day in front of the mirror. Actually, I spend maybe 5-10 minutes a day. In fact, I only comb my hair once a day. Today, I wanted to look nice so I decided I would spend more than my usual 5 minutes. Then I saw them. I have so much white hair!

Gosh! I know it's strange and shallow how a bunch of white hair can plunge a woman into a deep crisis. I am 32....gulp... I have not really felt old until now. Now, it's obvious that my clock is ticking. Have I done everything I want to do in my life? Have I reached my goals? Am I on the right track? Have I traveled enough? Have I lived a full life?

Its really difficult to answer these questions....

Then last night, through my dreams, I relived my 20s. It was a nightmare. I do not want to ever go through that time again, white hair and wrinkles aside. I guess my growing bunch of white hair is here for a reason. I am older and wiser. They are like battle scars. Without them, I wouldn't be where I am now.

Now, if only I can stay 32 forever...

There is just one thing that needs to be done now....dye my hair black again!


Anonymous said...

You are still young. My definition of old is when you get discounts for medicines, movies and groceries because you are a senior citizen. LOL.

Anonymous said...

ah. white hair. :)

true though. i was a lot more stupid back in my 20's. i think i'm a better human being now, so i wouldn't go back there, even if i could. :)


Oh Cathy, 32 is just a number. On a brighter side, it may not be in the calendar but is certainly in LOTTO so i believe that's okay. Hehe!

And did you know that you're at the peak of your beauty at your age!? Enjoy that my dear. When our age reaches to the G of BINGO, that something to dread about.

Don't worry about getting white hairs. You can just simply say that it's just a case of hormonal imbalance!


e-souled said...

Age is a quality of mind.
If you have left your dreams behind,
If hope is cold,
If you no longer look ahead,
If your ambitions’ fires are dead—
Then you are old.
But if from life you take the best,
And if in life you keep the zest,
If love you hold;
No matter how the years go by,
No matter how the birthdays fly
You are not old.

Maybe you should have your own Bucket List by now!

Cathy said...

Hi Erica,

Thanks for the kind words. =) Peak of my beauty....hmmmm....if this is the peak, I wonder how I looked like before...hehehehe.....


Cathy said...

Hi esouled,

Naks! I'm deeeeeeeeeeeeeeply touched by the poem!

Zest for life...kinda goes away if you don't see the sun for days and days....Look at my picture of the first snow here. Anyway, the bad weather makes me blog a lot...hehehe

In fact, subconsciously, I do have a bucket list. I should write it down and post it.

Thanks for the kind words!


e-souled said...

Thank you cathy and you are very much welcome!

We don't have snow here in the Philippines, and in that case it's not depressing here...just don't read my blog!lol

btw, where's your post about Cebu Pacific?
can't wait to see your own version of bucket list?

'till then!

Cathy said...

Hi e-souled,

How did you know about my cebu pacific post? ....Just curious...


Sidney said...

And from here can only go downhill... ;-)