I feel the same. I'm not coloring away the grey. I've been waiting forty years to get that redheaded vampire's white streaks in my hair. Every wrinkle is the lines of my life's history. I'm not gonna feel ashamed of that. I never thought I'd make it to sixty and now I'm hoping for many more years. My age showing is an achievement.

Imagine me brandishing my cane (I really do use a cane) as I demand, "Respect my achievement, I say!"