I find your story about the tattoos interesting. Not that I have one, mind you. My H has about 8, but he's military. One of them is my initials. Wonder if he'll have that burnt off.
My thing about tattoos, and no offense meant, is that everytime I see someone with a lot of tattoos, I remember how wrinkled my grandmother was at 70. Stops me cold. All three of my daughters have tattoos. The youngest a tramp stamp. Now, I know when she got hers she was 19, and 70 is forever away.
I'm sure yours are very tasteful, and, as you've said, mostly hidden from view. Do you ever wonder about them as you get older? I honestly would like your POV.
