I do love tattoos :) I love the stories they tell about the person who is wearing this art. I love the way they change as our skin changes--soften somehow as we age because we soften just a little as we age.
When I was a senior in high school, I used to sit in front of the mirror every morning and draw a daisy on my cheek with eye liner and shadow. It just seemed like the right thing to do. I was a bit of a hippie and a daisy was a great symbol. You can't really see it in this picture because it just looks like a pimple or something. But trust me, it is a daisy. I wanted to have that daisy etched permanently on my cheek. I also wanted to be a stewardess, but that's another story. I decided against the tattoo. Well, actually the opportunity just never came up.
I recently told that story to my elder son and he said that it was probably the best decision I could have made, that having a daisy tattooed on my cheek would have totally changed my life. He thought I would never have been hired at the college, would never have been able to buy a house on the salary of a McDonald's employee, never would have traveled all over the states nor met my fella. I think he is just silly. I still would have traveled...
It wasn't until I was in my early 40s that I actually got a tattoo. I told a friend I wanted one on my inside ankle and I wanted daisies. She drew up a little sketch and TaDa! It is exactly what I had the artist put on my ankle.
It was late fall when I had it etched and every time I took off the black tights at the end of the day I would be a little surprised at first. And then I would grin! I still love it 20 years later.
I think tattoos say something about you that is unique. I wanted to get a second one that expressed a major life change but I just never got around to it. It was quite simple in design, like me, and quite complicated in structure, like me. Maybe someday :) Or maybe it will be a simple little daisy on my cheek. You never know.