Friday Giggle: When I'm Old...

I found this on Pinterest and it gave me a good giggle.


I get asked alot {primarily by older family members} why on earth I would continue to get tattoos.

Aside from being beautiful and meaningful pieces of art, they each mark a point in my life. They mark struggle, triumph, hardship. They have so incredibly much meaning, that I just cannot imagine them not being on my body.

For those wondering, I currently have 5 tattoos. I got my first when I was 18 (an angel fish on my lower back, symbolizing my dream of becoming a biological oceanographer) followed by another (the Scottich Gaelic word for Artist) when I was 21.

My third tattoo I got in 2006 and is a memorial tattoo for my Dad.






Number four came in March 2013; an anchor for my Delta Gamma sister Christine who passed away, with the rope circling around to the inside of my wrist into an "O" for Owen.

And number five, my arrow.





Will I get more? Absolutely. I have a vision for my back, much to my husbands chagrin, and certainly there will be a tattoo for the new baby as well.

Do you have any? What do you say to the naysayers?


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