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The Butterfly.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Jan 12, 2021
  • 1 min read

Many years ago I went and got myself a tattoo.


When my Mother saw it, she contemplated taking a saw and cutting my wrist off. I also remember her chewing me out in public and I believe calling me 'white trash' in a mall parking lot. LOUDLY.


My Mom didn't give a shit, literally. If you knew her, you would have NO problem visualizing this scenario.


And what infuriated her even more was that I had gotten a Chinese symbol. You don't speak Chinese! She screamed. That tattoo probably means wonton soup!


She even found cocktail napkins that said this and gifted them to me years later.


She HATED this tattoo. She had given birth to a totally perfect human, and this tattoo ruined it.


I believe it was the great prophet, Kim Kardashian, who said, you would never put a bumper sticker on a Bentley. My Mother could not have agreed more.


So when things recently began to change in my life I thought, lets change this tattoo. Even though she hated tattoos, I thought this was be a good way to document my own evolution.


So I covered it up with a Butterfly.


She had taught me to fly.


I am also certain I am coming into my own.


After all these years feeling stuck, I am ready for the next stage.


So even though you hated tattoos, this is for us Mom, all our adventures, our trips.


It is also for me.


I am ready to blossom, to evolve.


Xoxo,

C.





 
 
 

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