TheEvenstar

True love is something you can never label or define. And it never fades—it can withstand time, space, & everything in between. Sometimes, you can’t really understand it, but when it hits you, you’ll know it.

There’s something very hauntingly beautiful about the sound of a koto. I’d love to learn to play. The first step, is to actually purchase a koto. That’s something I’ll have to look into.

I feel that this is a big enough event to write about even though I got my first tattoo(s) before I joined here. I remember being a teenager & wanting my first tattoo when I was in high school. And my mother said what most mothers say, “Wait until you’re 18.”

I’m sure at one point, I was irritated by this. But now, I’m glad she didn’t give in. When I turned 18, I didn’t run off & get a tattoo. It wasn’t that I didn’t want one anymore, I just ‘didn’t get around to it’. Finally, a couple of months before my 21st birthday, my mom called me & told me she had the perfect idea of what we could do on our birthdays (hers is 3 days before mine). She wanted us to get our first tattoos together. So we did on 8.25.2007, which was also my birthday. We both got a shamrock on our ankle. It was special, but I also felt that I was ready to get not only a tattoo symbolizing my relationship with my mother, but one symbolizing myself & my own life as an individual.

So that day, I submitted my virginal skin to the needle & was inked twice. I got the shamrock on my ankle to symbolize my relationship with my mother & our heritage. And I also got a butterfly on my wrist to symbolize death, change, & most of all—rebirth.