Happy Valentine's Day! In honor of Valentine's Day, today I'm sharing a special story. When my oldest daughter was a toddler, I got a special tattoo on my foot for her and I always planned on getting one for my youngest daughter. Between raising little ones and not knowing exactly what I wanted to get, I still didn't have one for my youngest... 10 years later.
Months ago, she was having a hard morning. Honestly, I can't even remember exactly what was going on or what was bothering her but I wanted to make her feel better. I had remembered a fellow mom that I've followed on Instagram for years share something special that she does with her children. She would draw a heart on their wrist and hers. SO I did just that. A grabbed a Sharpie and drew a heart on her wrist as well as one of mine. The left wrist to be exact. I told her that if would be a reminder for her all day long that I loved her and that I'm always there for her, on hard days and easy ones, too. Sporadically over the new couple of weeks she would ask for a heart again but I guess the newness of this concept wore off for her and stopped asking. During the weeks when it was a regular thing, I had the idea that I would get the heart tattooed on my left wrist and I would have her draw it for me. But, like I said, she stopped asking for the heart so I figured she was over idea. Well, months later I thought about it one morning as I was getting everything ready for the day. The idea of the tattoo popped back into my head randomly. A little while later, she came into the bathroom to get her hair down and out of the blue, she asked me if I would draw a heart on her wrist. I knew at that moment, that this was the tattoo I was meant to get in honor of her.
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