Monday, July 04, 2011

Uh-Oh

I may have found it. The one I've been waiting for. The one that I may be able to convince my husband isn't so bad. The one that can be meaningful enough to go for. Oh dear.



A tattoo. On my foot. Just one word; one meaningful, powerful, says-it-all word. And no, I wouldn't use 'no fear'. Fear not? Maybe. Or bought, redeemed, ransomed? A word that symbolizes the freedom I've found, the woman I'm destined to be. I'd have to really think about that. But the more I look at this, the more I like it!

I'm sure my father is cringing and Matt will still adamantly oppose it...but maybe, just maybe, I can talk him into this one. I'll just tell him he's never near my feet (I have to be pregnant or in a pretty bad state to get a foot rub) so he won't even know it's there.

Hmmm....

5 comments:

Kelly said...

Oooh I really like that one! I would even consider it too... if there was anything I'd be certain that I'd still like after 10 years.

Brooke said...

Nothing I've wanted has surpassed the mandatory "still MUST HAVE after a year" until recently, but it won't fit on the outside of my foot, so I'm still deciding where it will go...

Karisse said...

YES!!!!!! I was thinking of getting one there too (hence the pin) and MAYBE we could get them together when I'm there.... :) (Matt will love me for that!)

Danielle said...

Doooo it!!! I love it. Love, love love it!

becky. said...

i LOVE this tatt!! Thinking about getting one on my foot too.