I was 53 years old when I discovered the first gray hairs in my dark brown hair. I didn't get beautiful gray temples like my mother's, but rather a few gray hairs every few centimeters, appearing like silver threads in the dark brown. I called them platinum threads when people asked me about them.
At that time, I was working as an integration worker at a daycare center in Bremen. Once, I was helping a 5-year-old Tamil boy named Shreekesh with his shoes and bent down in front of him.
He was able to look down at my head for the first time and said to me in amazement, “Oh, Christiane, you’re such a grandma!”
