I’ve gotten more ink…

Published January 14, 2016 by lynn k scott

A little less than a year ago, I shared a memory about when I was confronted about my not-so-girly tattoos.  If you’d like to read about it and see some of my tattoos, you can do so here.

Since that time, I’ve continued to get more ink.  My latest piece, or I should say pieces, are a tribute to my mother.  I started with a simple tattoo, in script, that said,

Give Me Strength

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I had no idea how I was going to continue without my mother.

In addition to losing my sister only a year before my mom suddenly passing, I was now the guardian to my five and six year old nieces.  My husband was not on board with that necessity.  Add my daughter into the mix who never had to “share” mommy and chaos was the norm.  My life was a mess.  So yes, I prayed for strength daily.

Turns out I was only a guardian for about a year.  However, that experience will always stay with me.  I will always second-guess decisions I had to make.  Life hasn’t been the same since, but that’s a story for another day.

Not too long ago, I had the tattoo finished.  I added an cracking hourglass, with red sand and blue roses.  Blue was my mom’s favorite color.  The banner read, “Gone Too Soon”.

MOM

 

I’m waiting for some money to get another tattoo.  That will represent my status as an Army mom.  It will be a single rose that will be red, white and blue.  It will have a ribbon down the stem, saying, “Army Mom”.  Finally, there will be a pair of dog tags at the bottom of the stem and my son’s name will be on one of the tags.  It will go on my left forearm.  Under my sister’s memorial tattoo.  My son and my sister had a special bond, so it’s only fitting their tattoos share the same arm.

A couple tattoos I didn’t share in the last post are on my legs.  My left leg bears my volunteer work when I was with Soldiers’ Angels.  I wrote to many deployed military personnel and Gold Star families.  I even had the opportunity to coordinate a Marine homecoming.  It was the highlight of my volunteer work.

service work

This the circle of the branches represent the halo and the wings represent the wings of an angel.  This was my version of a “Soldier’s Angel”.

I have two tattoos on my chest.  These represent my children.  My first four are on a rose that has four hearts and their initials are in one heart for each one of them.  It was my very first tattoo and really needs to be redone.

On the other side is a tattoo my youngest picked out as “her” tattoo.  I had to talk her out of quite a few tattoo selections.  I explained I’m getting a tattoo just for her, but since it will be on my body for life, I agree to it first.  We ended up with a multicolored butterfly.

Maija

So there’s a bit more a glimpse into who I am.  I love my tattoos and the meaning behind each one.  I enjoy discussing tattoos with people.  They are just so interesting and normally there’s a story attached to each one.

If you have a tattoo you’d like to share, I’d love to see them!

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