14 years ago I walked into our local trading card shop and saw it. A Dragonite holo card:
I was adamant about getting the card but as my father told me, we just couldn't afford it. No matter how much I looked around the shop for other cards we could afford, I wanted this one the most and no other would rival the need to have it. Naturally I began working around the house and doing whatever I could to get it, but my father was adamant about not buying a trading card for 25 dollars.
At that point I was about to give up. I had given it my all and it just wasn't good enough to obtain this amazing card. On a Friday nearing mid winter in Texas, my mother picked me up from school and we went for a drive. My mother was the coolest, we would sing "ain't no mountain high enough" to the radio and get slurpees from 7-11 after school. When I had reached the end of my slurpee this day, we had reached the card shop.
We would go here or Pokemon card selling stores around to buy a pack of Pokemon cards. I had been hoping to land that Dragonite card in a fossil pack. She walked over to the counter and said "we'll take that Dragonite card over here" and pointed at the fateful card I wanted so bad. I still have that card in my binder full of all the cards she ever bought me.
March 28th, 2012 I lost my best friend and mother to cancer with no warning and no chance to say things I needed to say. Now July 30th, what would have been her birthday, I'm getting a tattoo of Dragonite on my arm. She always helped me achieve what I wanted to out of life and this is my way of always remembering that. I miss and love you mom.
