Over the last year or so many of you have written me asking about my tattoo, so today I thought I'd fill you in on it's history. For those of you who didn't realize I have a small tattoo on the inside of my left upper arm. It's so small that one of my friends calls it my 'Phoebe tattoo' after the Friends episode where Phoebe is too scared of the pain to finish getting inked and is left with only a single dot no bigger than your average mole. While I wasn't nervous about the pain I was nervous about permanently writing on my body (how can you POSSIBLY know if you will like something for your entire life?) so, contrary to most people's tattoo objectives, I decided to put it in a location you barely notice and have it be so tiny it could easily be lasered off. Can you tell I've always been a touch too sensible?
As for what I decided to get - my grandmother's writing of her last name 'Bird' which incidentally is my mother's last name as well. Both my mother and my grandmother have been extremely important people in my life and it felt like a nice tribute to both of them - a tribute that neither really wanted! Although I got the tattoo while still living in Vancouver I found it meant more to me when I left to live in Mexico and now reside on the opposite side of the country. A little piece of my family I take wherever I go.
Would I do it again?
Nope.
Am I happy to have done it?
Absolutely.
Am I excited to see laser technology improve with each passing year?
You bet!
