Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Memorial Tattoo

It's been two weeks today. With each day comes new strength. It's God, I know it is. There's no way I could go through all of this without Him. People keep commenting on how well I'm taking everything. In all honesty, I'm surprised myself. I still have my moments of weakness. Mostly when the house is still. That's when my mind tends to wonder. His presence is missed.

I am trying to stay strong for my Mom, really. She has been hurt so deeply by my Dad's passing. They would have been married 42 years this 4th of July. Bless her heart. She is trying her best to cope. I'm doing my best to help her. I don't like seeing her sad. I know it'll take time.

My sweet tattoo artist, Jeremy, offered to do a memorial tattoo free of charge after hearing about what happened. I wanted something that would always remind me of my Dad. I chose a swallow. He had a swallow tattoo on each arm that he got while serving in the Navy.

Funny, I always thought they were sparrows until I did some research. Supposedly sailors would get swallow tattoos to represent how many nautical miles they had traveled. One swallow equaled 5,000 miles, two equaled 10,000 miles & so on. I really find the whole thing terribly interesting. I'm so glad I chose what I did. Jeremy did an outstanding job, as usual! I absolutely love it.


  1. I don't know how I would make it through without God either. I couldn't. The sparrow is beautiful!

  2. What a beautiful tattoo with a beautiful meaning! I'm so sorry for your loss...

    1. Thanks, Chloe. It's gotten better with time.