Living life is for new experiences and challenges. Making the most of the time being and being happy. There are many different ways to make yourself happy and living life to the fullest but do you know what there is more of? Experiencing new things and challenging yourself. Some experiences can be fun and crazy and some can be very simple like trying a new food for the first time.
I've always wanted a tattoo since I saw my aunt Lacey get one. I thought they were so cool and yes we all hear about how when we get old they won't look as pretty but I didn't care. As I got older I started looking at all the different tattoos I could get when I turned 18. My mom wasn't into any of that kind of stuff until a couple years ago. My moms' sisters all wanted to get a sister tattoo together but it hasn't happened. My mom doesn't like unusual piercings either, it took me forever to get her to let me get my nose pierced. When I asked if I could get my cartilage pierced she flipped out on me and told me no that it took her forever to let me get my nose.
Once I finally moved out of my moms' house and into my own house I knew I could make my own choice to get a tattoo or not. My aunt Tasha and I planned on getting a tattoo later on when my uncle was done drawing her tattoo. My uncle never got to it so it would have been a long wait. My boyfriend was really against me getting a tattoo he would always saying it's not meant to be on your body. God didn't make you that way.

Then my boyfriend and I were going to town one night and he tells me a secret I wasn't supposed to know yet. His 18th birthday was coming up on September 3rd and his mom told him that his aunt and his mom were gonna pay for him to get a tattoo. When I got told that I chewed him out for being a hypocrite. He then started laughing, then went on to tell me he wanted us to get our first tattoos together. Not a couple one though! After he told me what his mom told him I got super excited because it was actually gonna happen this time!
It took us forever to get an actual plan to get our tattoos. His mom eventually told me she wanted to get them done the weekend of his birthday. They are both bad at planning, let me tell you I had to set up everything and it wasn't easy working with them to get a final plan. It took me two weeks to get a final plan. Once I got a final plan it was stuck and it was my job to communicate with the tattoo artist. Which all the planning was easy for me. I'm a good planner.
The tattoo artist worked at a shop that my best friends nephews mom owned. I knew I was in good hands because I knew the owner, it was local, and her sketches looked really good. When it came to the day of us getting our tattoos my boyfriend had to go work with his uncle. He was supposed to get off early enough to go get our tattoos together because that's what he wanted.
Instead, he came home early and didn't want to come with me to get my tattoo so his sister came with me instead. I wasn't nervous at all, then I stepped into the shop and I started sweating and getting really warm. The tattoo artist had me fill our some papers and then she pulled me back into her room. She could tell I was nervous. I told her it was my first tattoo and she was like "go you! you are a bad ass for getting your first on your hand". Then another artist comes in her room and says "what do we have here?" we showed him and he told me I was a gangster for getting my first on my hand then continues to say getting it done right on my bone is gonna hurt. That scared me even more!
The artist was super nice and caring. She wanted to let me just get a feel for it first and I did, I felt fine so she kept going. It honestly didn't even hurt at all!! Whenever I tell people this they tell me I'm crazy but I think getting that tattoo was very therapeutic, it felt like someone was playing with my hair and I wanted to fall asleep. My tattoo took a little over two hours. My boyfriend came at like an hour into my tattoo and when I was finally finished my artist told me I sat so well, better than some artist can sit when getting tattoos.
My boyfriend got his right after mine and let me tell you he is way more picky with his tattoo and how he wants it, it was funny to watch him. He also said it didn't hurt him. His tattoo only took an hour. He was getting a bible verse and I got flowers that wrapped around my hand. They were both beautiful pieces and eventually we will get more.
This was such a huge jump for me and a big experience for me. I got to get a tattoo that I loved and wanted for a long time with someone I love. We got to experience getting tattoos for our first times together. I challenged myself by getting my first on my hand and I don't regret it. Always always always challenge yourself and experience new things! Don't ever listen to what other people tell you about things you are passionate about, what you like, or things that make you happy. Do what you want, what makes you happy! Experience life!