One thing I noticed, thinking about the last two years, is that the tattoos I’ve gotten each year seem to have their own effects on my life. When I put renkinjutsushi (alchemist) on my right shoulder, it was the final aknowledgement of who I was, as well as a reminder of who I am. it also brought out some of my old attitude, for good or ill.
The dragon meant to symbolize my family, the streingth that I get from them, and my overwealming protective instincts – a ward, almost. On top of that it brought out a little of the dragon in me, in attitude and emotion.
While I talk a good game, the angel I plan on getting this year is probably my last for a while. I don’t know all the reasons I have for getting her, just a strong pull that it is the RIGHT thing to do, and that the placement, while not the wisest, is the right place for her.
This is the same pull that drove me to ask Renee to move to NYC with me 11 years ago come March, and the pull that resulted in Ray’s conception 7 years ago this past fall.
I think I am finishing a stage of my growth as a person. The symbols of who I am, was, and hope to be permanently etched into my physical being.
I wonder if I can truely attain that?