New tattoo and my best friend
Today I went and got my fourth tattoo. All of my tattoos have meaning to them I don't just get a tattoo for the fun of it, I love artwork so when I decide to place it on my body I want it to not only be beautiful but to have a reason to be there. This is my body and I want it to reflect those things that are important to me. My favorite piece is my shoulder tattoo by Charles from Only You Tattoo. He's a great artist and you give him an idea of what you want and he just creates a masterpiece. Here is a photo from the first beautiful piece he did. I got it after I got married and it is for my marriage. Our wedding flower was the magnolia and he did a wonderful job, its definitely my favorite piece because it means so much.
My second piece is actually in juxtaposition of this one but no less beautiful. See, for the past few months I've only spoken of this to some people and I've only spoken at length to an even smaller selection of those people. I haven't made any announcements out on social media out of respect for her but also because I am still processing this information myself. My best friend is dying. My best friend isn't even 30. My best friend is one of the loveliest and most wonderful people in the world and if you were ever blessed to cross her path you are a better person because of her. She always makes you want to be a better person. I am not going into depth about what she's going through, I love her and well you don't need to know. In fact you don't really need to know about my tattoo but I'm so proud of it and I have had a few friends curious as to what has been going on with me lately. I have definitely curled up and become more reserved as I deal with this. I'm struggling. Seriously struggling. So much of me wants to just sit and binge and eat and do nothing and cry all day but I can't. I can't do that because life has to continue, my life has to keep going even though one of the most precious people in my life doesn't have that luxury. One of the hardest parts about all of this is not sitting there watching her deal with all of this its what she said to me the day she gave me the news. I will never forget. See, my best friend is Jewish and while her parents are here with her the rest of her family is in New York. Her parents have a burial plot in the family cemetery that her grandfather bought for all his children and their spouses. Vita looked at me and said, "I know it technically doesn't matter but I just don't want to be alone." I dwell on these words. These words will forever haunt me because I don't ever want to think that her grave will never be visited. I hope and pray to God that she be able to be buried where she wants to be buried, with her family in New York.
This is when I decided to get a tattoo. My tattoo is in honor of my best friend, my Vitabug. She will never be alone because she will always be with me. I love you so much Vita and I'm so blessed to call you friend. You are my chosen sister.
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Bless you! Vita is lucky to have you as a friend!
ReplyDeleteThank you, but I am the lucky one.
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