christmas morning and the little girl is sleeping.  

browsing ebay for vinyl for my new record player courtesy of my sweet husband.

leaning against the side of the bed and waiting for my gold glitter holiday nails to dry.

he finds a gray hair in my hair and pulls it out for my inspection.

“yup. that’s an actual gray hair.”

we sit by the bed and marvel at it.  I’m turning thirty this year.  and I’ve got my first gray hair.

my nails are still wet so he pushs the hair off my neck and fixes the clasp on the opal necklace he gave me for christmas years ago. before babies and gray hairs.

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