Thursday, September 2, 2010
tattoo
I'm getting a tattoo, in a few months/weeks... whenever i get the money. I'm getting a quote, on the inside of my arm. It's something my grandpa used to tell me, when he would come get me if dad&me were fighting. I spent my summers with my grandparents because i couldnt stand being home. I miss my grandpa. He hasn't gone anywhere, he's in Phx. But he has late stage dimentia, and he doesn't even remember my name. I know it's not his choice, and i know he loves me... But i just wish, that one day instead of him saying "Hey charlie" it'd be, "Hey bay". When he would pick me up, and i'd tell him about the things my dad did, and the things he called me, he would hold my hande and say "Sweets, it's not what they call you, it's what you stand up to." That saved my life. The most important man in my life saved my life. I cant wait to get that quote on my arm, so i'll remember how much he did for me.
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