>My Very First Tattoo!!!
I did it! This afternoon, a co-worker/friend and I went to a place right up the road from the Center and we got tatted together.
This was her sixth tattoo, my first. The guys there were super nice and friendly and were excited that I was there to let them give me my very first tattoo. Everyone laughed when I pointed out that my wrists were ‘veiny’ and fair skinned and wondered if that would make a difference. They reassured me that it would not be a problem, and it wasn’t.
I was told by several people that the inner wrist is a very painful place for a tattoo. It did hurt pretty good when he made a few of the downward strokes…but it was bearable. Otherwise, it was not bad at all. Whew!
Flossie May, my co-worker/friend, who was getting a tiny heart on the outside of her ankle, called out to me from her little room to ask if I was okay. She was sure I’d cry out. Or even scream! Ain’t she sweet? She’s young enough to be my daughter and most of us ‘mommy’ her-it was sweet to see the ‘mommy’ in her coming out.
There was some confusion about its meaning. That’s my fault because I linked the definition of the root word, which is what this is. It’s from Isaiah 49:15,16 “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me.” What I got is the Hebrew script for the word ‘engraved.’
I found this verse in 1998 and it became very meaningful to me because, for the first time in my life, I believed that I belonged to someone-not because they had no choice, but because they chose me.
Now, I can’t wait to figure out what’s going on the other wrist. Then, when I get back into shape, I’m getting one on my back! (I’ve had these planned for nearly two years…) I see now why people say it’s addictive!
Oh, one more clarification. I have a birthday coming soon, not today. It’s actually next month….