a couple of months ago we went to a carter family reunion. my dad's aunt was there, aunt erma who is 91 years old. She'll be 92 in December.
shortly after arriving, i went over to say hi to her. our conversation went something like this...
me: hi aunt erma. how are you doing?
aunt erma: i'm doing fine. *pause* you're hair is so long and pretty. do you have a lot of breakage?
me: **i wanted to laugh so hard, but i was able to contain myself** yeah, it's hard to keep it healthy.
i'll post a picture of her if i can find one.
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