The memorial tattoo for my mom.
She would have been 65 Friday.
September 20, 1941 - October 25, 2005
I look at it everyday and think of her. Its my way of keeping her with me everywhere I go.
She had her own cake business. The first one she ever made was for me when I was 5, a yellow bunny with jellybeans in an Easter Basket. I thought the cupcake was fitting.
Better picture to come once it heals.
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petiteparadox:
Yes! You and I are on exactly the same wavelength. There was a time when I rejected all things "normal". And then I grew up a bit, got a bit jaded, etc. Now, I'm looking forward to the time in my life when I'm emotionally settled (if that's possible) and financially settled to the point where a nice house and a nice family are possibilities. I fear my biological clock is gearing up! But not to worry, I'm giving myself until 35 to pop out some kids. I still have some time to relax. 
sculptor666:
dude, that's fucking awesome!