In 1991, I got my first tattoo. This was in the days before everyone had ‘ink’. Back then, the only people you saw tattooed were bikers, ex-cons and sailors. But I REALLY wanted a Tattoo.
So I got a teeny, tiny rose on the inside of my ankle….and I LOVED it.
I knew I wanted another one, but just never got ‘around to it’. I thought about it often ~ when I’d see other tattoos, beautiful pictures of body art or a really cool song lyric would roll through my head.
And I knew I wanted it somewhere I could see it…so that took out about 1/2 my body as canvas. When you take away my face and other ‘not so desirable’ places to have lots of tiny needles stuck in your skin for an hour, it boiled down to my arms, and legs.
I wanted to get a tattoo on my wrist ~ and I wanted just one word. And so the search began.
I thought of every word I loved, all the words that meant something to me, that made me who I am, that summed up my thoughts and life and soul. I drew on my arm, put on temporary tattoos and used sharpies to write scrolling letters, hoping something would jump out and say, “THIS IS IT!”
Yeah. That never happened.
Years went by ~ no tattoo. I told myself I’m DEFINITELY getting one….as soon as I figure out that elusive word I wanted inked permanently on my body.
Flash forward to 2014 ~ and my best friend’s 3oth birthday. When we talked about what she wanted for the grand occasion, she was very quick with her answer, although maybe a little hesitant…..she said she wanted us to get tattoos together.
And I KNEW that I had the chance to make up my mind and finally get that 2nd tattoo…only 23 years after the 1st one.
Do you have ANY idea how many WORDS there are in the world….how many song lyrics, how many PICTURES of one word tattoos, and ideas and OMG PINTEREST!! There are hundreds of THOUSANDS of pictures of tattoos on Pinterest and I spent HOURS looking at them all.
Then about 3 weeks ago, after spending HOURS looking again on Pinterest at all KINDS of body art, my eyes grew tired and I get up for something to drink. As I poured my Sweet Tea, I glanced over at the dining room and there…..above the table…..was the sign I had made several years ago with the ONE word I used to describe myself. A wave of emotion hit me as I KNEW that word was THE one.
My brain is scattered, my life is scattered, my thoughts, words, actions and laughter ~ it’s all scattered all over the place. It’s the way I AM. And you’ll never guess who gave me that words years ago when I was searching ~ Mac. Just as I knew it was the perfect word then, I knew it was now.
But I wanted just a little bit more ~ and when I saw a feather with a writing tip on the end on one of the endless Pinterest searches, I decided to add that as well ~ I’ve loved words and writing all my life and it just seemed to fit. (Of course, that moved it from my wrist to my arm.)
Yesterday was Tattoo day ~ Jamie at Artistic Pursuits did a fabulous job and I love it.
Now I’ve got to start thinking about my NEXT tattoo, but I’m not waiting 23 years this time 🙂
PS ~ The scattered sign I got years ago that served as my inspiration was created by the ever talented girls at Cocky Robins.