I got my first one in Venice Beach , CA, on a girl's trip with a sorority sister when I was 20. It's a sun on the top of my right foot.
|Tattoo #1: the sun on my right foot. Yes, I am aware that I need a pedicure.|
My second tattoo was done in Mission Beach, CA, at age 21. It's a taurus symbol, my astrological sign. It's that forgotten tattoo because I never see it (it's on my lower back), so I never really think about it.
The third was a red star on the inside of my left heel. It was Pacific Beach, I was 26. I love stars.
A tiny ichthys was tattoo #4. I was 27, and in Reno, NV, for a friend's college business school graduation. There was a group of us and it we all got a wild hair. The tattoo is just below my toes on the top of my left foot.
The fifth I got on a whim (I guess I got most of them on a whim). It is a blue star on the inside of my left wrist. I got it a few months before we adopted my son in 2008. That one is for him. Did I mention I love stars.
|Stars on my left wrist. The blue star is #5 for David, and the black star is #7 for the baby I lost.|
The sixth and seventh tattoos were done at the same time (well, the 7th was done when I got #6 re-touched). The 6th is the outline of a sparrow on the inside of my right wrist. It looks as if it is flying off my arm. There is a gospel song titled His Eye is on the Sparrow. It is my reminder that if God can take care of a sparrow, then He will surely take care of me (Matthew 10:29-31). It is my favorite tattoo.
|My sparrow on my right wrist.|
Number 7 is a tiny black star just below the blue star on the left wrist. It is for the baby I lost.
I have ideas for tattoos number 8 and number 9. Maybe I'll get them done this summer. Maybe.
My dad hates every single one of my tattoos. He calls them idiot marks. I get it. I know why he hates them and why he calls them that. But, I like them, and that's what counts. After all, I'm the one who has to wear them for the rest of my life.
And I'm cool with that.