Of tattoos & things!

When I was 18, I went to a tattoo parlor to get inked. I wanted my boyfriend's name and he refused (saying that it was bad luck). I browsed through the catalog, but couldn't pick any that I liked. Over the years, I have done an extensive research on tattoos around the world. Still, no luck.

FINALLY, I did decide on something that I am happy to look at everyday. It is small, personal and has a meaning for me.

My father died when I was in high school. Our world fell apart into a thousand pieces and my family has since been picking up the pieces. It has been ages, but life still feels incomplete. I am so blessed in my life, but I could trade all that in a heartbeat to go back and have my dad with us.

As I grow older, I have come to a harsh realization. I remember him less and less each year; his little quirks, how he used to speak, how he used to behave. His memories are slowly becoming a blur…..and it scares me! Not only just because I am forgetting my dad, but because I am forgetting my past. I am forgetting the person I was before I became the person I am today. Change is normally a good thing, but sometimes you need to hold on to the familiar things.

That’s when the idea of a tattoo came back. I WANTED, no NEEDED a reminder of life and love. The people in your life might not be there tomorrow, but the love will ALWAYS be there. The infinity symbol signifies eternity. The letters on the bottom of the infinity read ‘Prem’. It’s my dad’s name – both our names have the same meaning – LOVE.

So, my tattoo basically means ‘ETERNAL LOVE. It’s a small ode to my dad. My first love might have been lost, but lives for eternity within me.