That is part, part of the woman.
The old age has not happened from the outside, it has come from the inside.
The beautiful face has become wrinkled now — you love those wrinkles also. They are part of your woman.
You love a man and his hair has grown white — you love those hairs also.
They have not happened from the outside; they are not accidents.
Life is unfolding.
Now the black hair has disappeared and the grey hair has come.
You don’t reject them, you love them, they are a part.
Then your man becomes old, becomes weak — you love that too.
Then one day the man is gone — you love that too.
Love loves all. Love knows nothing else than love.