Growing old gracefully

Discussing colouring hair with a friend, I began to realise that I am in the minority, as most of the women I know, are not sporting their natural colour. I was asked when I would start to colour my hair, as some very persistent grey hairs are appearing and threatening to take over! Without hesitation I said "I had no intention of ever colouring my hair". My friend was horrified, until I began to explain my theory. I feel my hair colouring matches my face, which thanks to mother nature, is also showing signs of aging. I am no longer 21 with dark brown hair and a smooth unwrinkled young face. I am now 48 and think the lines by my eyes reveal I have laughed a lot; my grey hairs I rather like, I've worked jolly hard to get them, and they simply show that I have a story to tell. I saw a lady the other day, with long grey hair tied neatly back in a bun. She was so poised and elegantly dressed, I almost stopped her to let her know how great she looked. I think growing old  gracefully, finding the right balance whilst retaining style is to be applauded.