I always thought that i would get one, one day... i just never had something i wanted bad enough to know id never regret getting it! (I'm also a HUGE wimp when it comes to pain)... So a while ago i had a dream about my mom, and in the dream i had a tattoo on my wrist and i was showing it to her... she was crying and smiling and telling me how beautiful it was... it was such a powerful dream, it felt so real! when i woke up, i grabbed a pen and jotted down what it looked like... and i knew i had to have it! And i knew my sister had to come with me! She was set to go back to school a few days later, so on the evening before she left; we went and got inked together! It was the craziest experience EVER! it was surreal! i could literally feel my mom there with me... proud of me & laughing at me for the funny faces and noises i was making while getting it! LOL (MAN IT HURT!) It was also really "cleansing" like i gave my grief a physical "outlet" (if that makes sense) I am SO grateful to have something permanent, that i can see everyday, makes me feel she is right here with me! It was also a huge bonding experience for my sister and i... GREAT NIGHT! Some healing definitely took place in that little tattoo parlor!
Angel Wings & 143 = I Love You
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