High School reunion
Pamela, the brunette at the age of 23, was huffing and puffing about her new husband to her friends.
"Then, what do you do?" inquired one.
"I raise my voice. I argue. I fight until he bows thee!" she said with a wink and a triumphant smile.
Pamela meets her old friends who inquire about her life. She blushed at first then pushed the stray grey hair behind her ear, " I was like a comet, bright at the head, but years changed my perception allowing me to tail away from the headstrong attitude.
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a comet.