Embracing my gray hair, possibly for good
May 22, 2020
2 minutes
By Sally Susman
THIS MORNING I ROSE FROM MY SLEEPLESS BED, MY BARE feet padding along the wooden floors to arrive at my bathroom sink. There, I brushed the nighttime off my teeth, took my temperature and ran a comb through my hair. More gray crept from my center part. Little estuaries of silver trickling through. I silently cheered their progress.
After about two months of sheltering in
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