So I got my first tattoo! Boom! It was going to be perfect and then suddenly it wasn’t because… the tattoo artist wasn’t there. It was a scheduling miscommunication and what unfolded next was all meant to be. January 22, 2006 could’ve been my last day. But a miracle stepped in (I not exaggerating) and on January 23rd I woke up to the first day of my life (channeling Bright Eyes). There have been so many moments since where I have thought “I would’ve missed this”. But thank God, I stayed. Thank God, so many beautiful moments have since.