Mother’s Day – Turning Over A New Leaf

"I remember everything that you forgot."

Historically speaking, Mother’s Day has always been difficult for me; an internal struggle of sorts.
As I wrote last year, the first time as a Mom myself, this Hallmark holiday has always served as an unwelcome reminder to me of the numerous strained mother-daughter relationships I have, leaving me with little desire to celebrate.

Well, even though I am spending Mother’s Day weekend as a work widow again (does anyone else see the irony?), I am turning over a new leaf! 

The End Of A Butterfly

I remember sitting down for my first ever tattoo, about 15 years ago. It was a small vine with a few flowers on it; nothing unique and something I have since covered up. While sitting there, another tattoo artist came in and said “let me guess, a butterfly!” while he rolled his eyes. I responded “Nope, not a butterfly… but when I decide to do one I will bring it your way!”, and I did.

Unfortunately, I have hated it since the minute I got it! Part of me blames the artist, but I know it wasn’t entirely his fault. But now, it is time for it to go!