peer pressure

I tried it.... I tried being semi-old, older, of the senior age.  At least that's how I've been feeling lately.  I've always highlighted my hair until the last year or so, when I let all the natural grey/silver shine on through.  And boy did it shine!  And I liked it.  I actually loved the color....  Until  I would see myself in print, then I would wonder who that OLD person was.  Seriously.  I could not believe I looked like my grandmother! 

A few weeks ago, I ran into an old  friend.  I said, "hi, Deb!"  She returned the "hi," and then about five seconds later, goes, "OH!  Nancy!  I didn't recognize you!"  It was a hard pill to swallow. 

I didn't mind being of the senior generation.  I didn't mind being 58.  I didn't even mind the grey.  So why did it bother me so when someone I've known for 25 years, didn't recognize me.....? 

Today I got my hair colored, again.... Peer pressure....  It happens to the best of us....  But I don't feel so old, and that's an okay thing.