10 years later....

So my dad died ten years ago this April. I’ve always been the sibling to want tattoos. My dad was always against them but said I could get a small one.

Well he had passed away two months after my 18th birthday so I felt like I couldn’t do it. Ive thought of ways to remember my dad via tattoo. I had gotten the perfect idea. Of course he wouldn’t have been happy with a half sleeve but hey, I wasn’t a daughter to follow the rules lol.

Fast forward and my wonderful boyfriend gave me the present I’ve wanted for years. It’s a tattoo a hundred percent representing everything about my dad. It makes me cry every time I see it because I love it so much.

I just wanted to show it off since it’s fully healed now.

Ta-daaaaaaa