This is beautiful. I had a similar thought about my mother yesterday. My mother grew up abandoned by her mother and always found love in the wrong places. She became an alcoholic and died of leukemia when she was 53. So many memories, but I do remember when she was trying to forge ahead. She wanted to open a sewing store (she was amazing at it). She also started taking classes to change careers from bartending to office work towards the end of her life. Anyway, I thought about her and how many people didn’t ask her the right questions, take her under her wing, and simply love her. It made me sad. A woman with a fighting spirit was barely noticed.
Thank you for this heartfelt comment. I am sorry for the loss of your mom. My mom also died from leukemia, though she was 77 years old. It is a reminder that both the words we speak and the silence we carry can stay with us for a lifetime. Thank you for sharing a piece of your story with me.
I was never a fan of tattoos. I guess I'm still not a fan. I tend to think that a person with tattoos, especially big ones, must be trying to fill a void by seeking attention from others. But this piece is really a perspective changer - the idea that tattoos can be deeply meaningful to people, and can be reminders or motivators. While I'm still not a fan, I will certainly find myself thinking more deeply about the possible meaning of any tattoo I see. Also, I knew Chellie's brother. He was genuinely a very nice and caring man. And now I understand what the tattoos meant to him. Nice job Chellie!
This is beautiful. I had a similar thought about my mother yesterday. My mother grew up abandoned by her mother and always found love in the wrong places. She became an alcoholic and died of leukemia when she was 53. So many memories, but I do remember when she was trying to forge ahead. She wanted to open a sewing store (she was amazing at it). She also started taking classes to change careers from bartending to office work towards the end of her life. Anyway, I thought about her and how many people didn’t ask her the right questions, take her under her wing, and simply love her. It made me sad. A woman with a fighting spirit was barely noticed.
Thank you for this heartfelt comment. I am sorry for the loss of your mom. My mom also died from leukemia, though she was 77 years old. It is a reminder that both the words we speak and the silence we carry can stay with us for a lifetime. Thank you for sharing a piece of your story with me.
Thank you for sharing!
I was never a fan of tattoos. I guess I'm still not a fan. I tend to think that a person with tattoos, especially big ones, must be trying to fill a void by seeking attention from others. But this piece is really a perspective changer - the idea that tattoos can be deeply meaningful to people, and can be reminders or motivators. While I'm still not a fan, I will certainly find myself thinking more deeply about the possible meaning of any tattoo I see. Also, I knew Chellie's brother. He was genuinely a very nice and caring man. And now I understand what the tattoos meant to him. Nice job Chellie!
Thank you for this lovely message. I appreciate the warmth and openness. He adored you.