Because two days ago, while Spring was visiting, they went and got tattoos!
Yes!
It feels so surreal. I know I have been talking about my idea for two years now. I once had a sheet of temporary tattoos when I was a kid that were butterflies. I used them all making this intricate swirl pattern on my ribcage, making them look like they were flying. I really liked that I idea the more I thought about it, but I decided that if I were to get it for real, I'd make them birds. In the end I decided upon the silhouettes of three birds. Just plain black and simple.
The birds remind me of seagulls, which mean Cape Cod to me, and represent my family. The bird in the front is for my father, the one with the wings spread is for my mom, and the third one is for my sister, Rachel. As I've grown older I've realized how much I miss them, especially when I'm at school. Now I have them all the time!
The actual tattoo itself hurt, though not as much as I'd anticipated. I knew the ribcage was a painful place, but James was there to hold my hand. That helped. The outlines of the birds hurt more than the shading in, I remember. I love the final product.
I am so happy with it. I'm all set though, I don't anticipate wanting any more.
I'll let Stephanie discuss hers!
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