6 1/2 years ago I never thought that I'd celebrate my accident, the trials, challenges, and all the changes that took place by permanently inking my body as a reminder of how grateful I am for what I have been through, for the people that have been catalysts in the metamorphosis of my soul and my ability to get through it and see the impeccable, ravishing perfection behind it all.
Not many can truly understand what I mean, but I gave up a while back trying to convince people. I decided to let my deeds speak for themselves. Some still don't understand, and I get it. I understand that that is more a projection of them than of me. There is a handful of very special people, however who are also represented in my arm masterpiece (a bit of modesty) whose support equilibrated all the times I felt lonely and abandoned by the ones I "expected" would understand the most.
Without further ado.. Here is the final piece!
Infinite gratitude to Vincent Moisdon from Colorfast Studios!! (The true artist behind my piece)
The meaning behind it: Each flower represents one or more people who played a pivotal role in my life thus far (helping shape me by support or challenge), the gladiolus (the middle pink/yellow flower) represents my daughter and I'm the humming bird (the only bird with legs that does not walk) kissing her flower (in the middle of the entire bouquet, since every flower's nectar has kept it flying with grace and poise).
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