In this post, we continue to go over not just my fascination with tattoos, but clearly yours as well since you’re checking it out.
I asked my Facebook friends “Who has them? Care to share?” and got several wonderful stories from them. Enjoy!
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CHERIE: I received my one and only on my 40th birthday weekend in Lake Tahoe almost 7 years ago. This summer I plan on sprucing it up some.
Started as a dare and I went with it. Would I do it again? Not sure. My daughter is now 18 and quite frankly I just don’t want her to ruin her beautiful skin and then the fact that my wonderful mother reminds me often I will be her age and what the heck is it going to look like?
I like mine – just a simple flower on my right ankle. My friend also received one at the exact same time so that memory will be forever etched in my brain. So would I do it again? Hmmm, yes I suppose I would do it again!
RONDA: Five of us ladies went to Lake Tahoe and all got tattoos! I was close to 40 with my 1st one. 2 weeks ago I got my 2nd one.
The 1st is on my left ankle which says Angel for my daughter. My 2nd is on my right ankle for my grandson which is a big heart with Sweet Baby James written around it. His name is Dominic James and I call him my sweet baby James.
It’s funny cuz when I think of my age, I wonder what the hell am I doing?? But then I start thinking of what my next tattoo will be!
TAMARA: I have one that is ocean waves & floating roses, which are symbolic 
of wading waist deep in the Pacific Ocean, of my beloved home state of California. Living in Chicago so long, I was feeling alienated and thought I may never be able to return.
It wraps around my waist and laps up my back. It took over 40 hours to complete. It’s one of several that I have. Each are symbolic, but they were also a test my willingness to accept pain. I checked out from the pain every time, though. I’ve actually fallen asleep several times during the process.
I have a Buddhist Mantra to remind me of the pathway to enlightenment, a Hand of Life by Khalil Gibran to remind me that we are all interconnected, a Guardian Angel that watches over my back and a Sankofa to remind me to me mindful of my past as I move toward the future (I like to think it keeps me from making the same mistakes over and over again…)
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These lovely ladies are personal friends of mine, willing to share their stories about why they got their tattoos and what it means to them. I cannot thank them enough for sharing their art and stories. Chicks. Rock.
This is a multi-part post. Please see previous and future posts on this. Including, my own reasons for getting inked – along with my own pictures. Mwah darlings!
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