My only tattoo.
At 19, Z was for Zach. Can you see it in there?
I was aware that it might not last forever, but I knew he would forever be a huge part of
who I became and how I would love in the future. So I did it. The tattoo artist said to me, "Come back after you've broken up and we can cover it with a rose. Easily." The cynic. I returned not long after and the all knowing tattoo guy covered it with a rose.
This rose with a hidden Z is above my right heel. Somewhat secret. The way I wanted it.
10 years later I married Zach. We named our first child, Greta Rose. Something she finds very meaningful.
Thank you, Patrice, for inviting me this week. Oops, last week.
9 comments:
Rachel!
thank you
for your story - yes! i can see the z - and image
a hidden tattoo
those are the best
;^))
x
Patrice A.
Dearest Rachel,
your hidden tattoo is so lovely!
The pain... 'Z', now bloomed to a rose... your daughter's name... wonderful. Pure romantic!
Love
Ariane.
What a great story.
What an amazing story Rachel. Who would have thunk it! You could not make up a more romantic tale - truth is always stranger (and more lovely) than fiction
-sus
You are such a great story teller. I hope you write and write and write! So glad you and the Z and the Rose all came together! love you!
the first time i came to view your post, i couldn't find the Z and i refrained from commenting. i'd leave it till a little later.
today i find it easily, and i also discover your hidden story.
there's a time and a place...
strong love though!
n♥
Great and romantic story, your tatto is lovely!
love this story!
You could of said the "Z' was for Zorro,,,Did Your Mom ever find out?
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