I really didn't want to tell my dad about this..... But, I'm 41. Almost 42. I'm a good daughter. And now I'm a good daughter with a tattoo. It's my girls middle names. But...also good thoughts on how to live a life, no?
This is my early birthday present from Brad. I hand-wrote the words, just in my most natural handwriting and handed them to the tattoo artist along with an idea for the artwork. I have to say, he did a fabulous job and I will be very proud and happy to wear this on my body for the rest of my life.
And on that note, I wanted to answer the question why. Why? Since it is for the rest of life.... For me- this is something I've seen myself doing for a long time, before I had kids. After my girls were born I thought on several occasions about getting their middle names, since those words are such a positive life message for me. But I still wasn't sure where and how it would be illustrated. Then one day I just started looking around at artwork for tattoos. I talked to Brad about it. Thought about it some more. Finally made an appointment and had to wait over a month to get into the particular artist I chose. This gave me even more time to think about it and make sure it was something I really wanted to do. I thought about it every night, and every night the answer was Yes. As I worked on the sketch with the artist, the answer was Yes. As I was lying down getting it done, the answer was Yes. And afterwards the answer was (and is) Yes.
I won't be getting any more. This is the one I've been waiting for. It's not a lifestyle thing for me, it's about having a small piece of art on my body that essentially sums up my life philosophy- and has everything to do with my children.
So there you have it.
We had a fabulous Thanksgiving, full of family and friends. These moments pass so quickly and I soak them up with Grace and Joy.
I hope your weekend is going along with much love.