I find myself looking forward into time

Looking at pictures of anjibobanji, who was talking about dyeing over the grey, I started to think about when I cut my hair last week, and noticing that I have many more grey and silver hairs in the pile of hair off the clipper blades, and therefore also up on my head. It's not a surprise in the larger sense -- both of my parents started to go grey relatively early. My mother had dark brown hair for so long, so dark my much younger self called it black. But we are a family of brunettes with reddish tendencies, so when she began coloring her hair, it would always fade to red. I can hardly remember my mom with dark brown hair now. My dad always had the nice steely brown with more grey complementing around the temples, though I remember the last time I saw him in person, over six years ago now, I was startled to see how much white he had. My grandfather, my father's father, he had pure white hair as long as I knew him, all of those seven years. My hair is the same brown as my parents, darker when kept short, it lightens as it gets longer, from exposure to sun, so it matches my eyebrows, and now, my beard. Although I have a white hair in my beard, and several blond, auburn and red ones as well. All of this is observational, I have few feelings about any of it. But I'm sure the day I wake up and find a grey hair on my chest, I will freak the fck out.