I have been wanting to get a tattoo for nearly a decade now. Ever since my grandma passed away in November 2010, I wanted to have her under my skin. As a proud memory of the woman she was; to show the world how much she means to me to this day. I have had several ideas over the years. Still, nothing really stuck, and to be honest with you, I am glad I did not get any of my previous ideas tattooed.
But this idea, the one I actually got tattooed now, means so much more than what I originally intended it to. What started as a homage to my grandma became a tattoo for my whole family. But before I explain the story behind it, here is my tattoo:
I wanted it simple and straight to the point. A rose and the word yellow – a yellow rose.
But why? Yellow roses were my grandma’s favorite flowers, something I very strongly associate with her. The perfect choice. But when I started tossing the idea around, I realized that the yellow rose means so much more to me than that. My grandpa, my dad, and my brother all love roses, and my mom’s favorite color is yellow. And when we were little, my mom would always get three of everything, one for each sibling. We would have three plastic cups, three plastic plates, three of this and three of that. My brother’s things were always blue, mine were always orange, and my little sister’s were always yellow.
This tattoo us thus a tattoo for all the people I love, for all the people who have helped me grow into the person I am today.
A symbol of love for my family.
Tattoo done by the wonderful Lucas Dauner at Atelier Dauner.
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