I'm turning *cough* 40 on the 17th of March. The big 4-0. I try not to cry when I think about it. I haven't done anything remotely special since my 21st birthday, so I wanted to do something big for myself from myself. I want to get a new tattoo that represents my husband. It will be a lotus flower, kinda like the one below (but prettier :))...
and on top of it, in a nice script the word "Just Relax". My husband is always trying to pull me back down to earth and constantly tells me to relax when I begin to freak out. I have thought about it since I got my ankle/foot tattoo last year.
My husband doesn't really understand why. Why tattoos? Why get more than you have, meaning or not. I put some thought into that and I have a reason that is very personal:
When my mother and father died, my father's other daughter and her mother took and destroyed/sold/stole/gave away everything from my life. Family photos from the 1800's, personal pieces past down from my great great grandmother, special jewelry and other objects of personal affection. Gone. Except for the rumtopf I have mentioned before and a few photos, I have nothing to prove I ever existed before the age of 25.
Tattoos. My tattoos have meaning. They are personal. They are my memories etched onto my flesh for eternity. No one can take that away from me. When my daughters grow up and move away, I will have my ankle tattoo to look down at and smile. I have my frog/yellow rose of Texas tattoo representing my mom. When my husband is away from me, I will have my lotus flower and his words to me, "Just Relax."
Seem silly? That is okay. They are for me. Forever. No one can take that away.
Peace, Love and (ink me) Zombies \IiiI