Never, ever did I think I would one day end up with tattoos. My sister has tattoos, some of my cousins have tattoos, and most of my friends do as well. But never did I think I would be one of those people to have tattoos. I’m not afraid of needles or anything like that, I just never had the urge or something that I wanted badly enough to permanently ink my body with. Until now.
While I was living in the Outer Banks over the 4th of July weekend, I went and got my first 2 tattoos. I had been thinking about doing this for 2 years and finally pulled the trigger and just did it. I went in that day knowing I was going to get my coordinates tattoo, but didn’t know that I would get the cross on my finger. Still trying to get used to not flicking people off when I show them that one.
The cross on my finger was more painful than my shoulder because less bone but is quite honestly my favorite tattoo because of the simplicity and how it looks. I didn’t grow up in a Church but I did grow up Christian. The cross makes me remember that even when I am having a bad day, that there is a plan for life and for the things happening in that current moment. Thats what it symbolizes to me.
The reason that it took me 2 years to finally get my tattoos was because I didn’t know what coordinates I wanted to get and where I wanted it to be. When I was telling everybody what coordinates I was going to get, everyone assumed I was getting the coordinates to the PNC Arena where the Carolina Hurricanes play. I’m a sports fan and a die hard Hurricanes fan but that isn’t where I wanted to put exact coordinates on my body for. I chose Raleigh, NC as my coordinates and being born and raised here, it was important to have home on me.
I want to hear from y’all, do you have tattoos? If you do, what are they and where are they?
Do you have a tattoo? If you do what is it and where is it? As always, thank y’all for stopping by and reading and watching. I will see y’all back here next time.