My 3rd tattoo done in white ink on the 6th day into healing.
I'll be going back in for a free touch up sometime and if it doesn't stick or I just for some reason don't like it...I get to pick another color for free (lavender), cause my tattoo artist is just that sweet.
I picked white because I like how it looks like a scar when healed and also is hard to see so hopefully it won't restrict job opportunities since it's on my arm.
I wanted to get a tattoo in honor of my grandma (for lack of better word) or just an early "in memory of" tattoo although she is still alive. I originally thought about getting a humming bird tattoo for her since I've always known her for liking them, but it bugged me that humming birds were such a common tattoo. So next thing that jumped into mind was "such is life" which is something my grandma has always said for as long as I can remember. I noticed she had a tendency to say it around hard times in life. As a Great Depression survivor...not many will know what shes felt and seen. I worry about her often, ever since grandpa passed away in 1999 she's spiraled into a deep depression and lives by herself...and it shows. Literally, going mad as Alzheimers sets in. She forgets me and my brothers name sometimes although we were always pretty close unlike most children and their grandparents these days.
She's never recovered from grandpas death let alone the Marsh case. We were given ashes, but there is no guarantee they are grandpas ashes. We don't feel or believe they are his. If you don't know what I'm talking about heres a link to the story my grandpa and over 300 more bodies were involved in. [link]
"On Feb. 15, 2002, investigators returned, finding piles of rotting human bodies in a storage shed, in vaults and scattered throughout the property. Between 1996 and the date of the discovery, more than 2,000 bodies had been sent to Tri-State. The search ultimately recovered 339 uncremated bodies."
I'll never forget the day we found out. I was in elementary school.