Since I was about 17, I’ve had this strange obsession with bows. I just love the look of bows; they’re cute, girly, and youthful.
Over the years I’ve accumulated quite the collection of bow paraphernalia.
I even happen to have a bow permanently etched into my skin…commonly known as a tattoo.
To be quite honest – I don’t love this tattoo. In fact, if I could go back in time, I probably wouldn’t have gotten any tattoos. But, I’m at least glad that this particular tattoo holds a pretty significant meaning.
Make that two significant meanings.
The first reason for getting this tattoo is part of why I love bows in general. You see, as a child, I sincerely did not want to grow up. Thinking about growing up and leaving my parents was one of the most depressing things to imagine.
Thankfully I’ve grown out of that, but now bows symbolize that youth that I forever want to hold on to. No matter how old I get, I want to always have that joy, spontaneity, and purity that I had as a child. So, in addition to it just being cute and girly, that’s why I initially chose a bow for my wrist tattoo.
The second meaning that my bow tattoo holds is one that came along over a year after getting it. Ever since I first got the tattoo, people would ask if it was the breast cancer ribbon. I always answered “no” with a tinge of annoyance that they couldn’t see the clear difference between the ribbon and my bow tattoo.
I never realized that there would soon be a day where I would answer – well yes, sort of.
In 2007, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. If you’re a regular reader of GML, you know that my mom is my absolute best friend, so clearly this wasn’t the best of news. Thankfully she is fully recovered and in remission.
Although I’ll never forget how thankful I am that my mom beat cancer, my tattoo serves as that constant reminder. Now when people ask if my tattoo is a symbolic of breast cancer, I feel blessed to share the news that momma G is alive and well. Oh, and the fact that I may or may not have a mild case of failure to launch.
So there you have it. My beauty/fashion/symbolic-of-something-bigger obsession.