The Runaway Bunny tattoo is finished now. This is the picture I gave to Jamie, my tattoo artist.
And this is what she gave to me. I think it came out beautifully. My only complaint is that her canvas wasn't a bit smaller in circumference and more toned. But she's just an artist, not a miracle worker.
Okay, I do have one legitimate criticism, which is that I wish the words home and to were spaced further apart. But that is on the back of my arm. I don't see it much, so it doesn't bother me much. And it's a pretty nit-picky complaint about such an amazing piece of work. I really love it.
This tattoo represents my highest aspirations as a mother. You can probably read it, but just in case, it says, "If you become a bird and fly away from me, I will be a tree that you come home to."
I know that the flight of my boys is not a matter of if, but when. They will fly away from me as they grow and go out into the world. S's ascent will begin in earnest this fall, when he goes to kindergarten.
With this tattoo, I give my boys and myself a visual reminder of my hope to be a safe landing place for them, throughout their entire lives. To me, this means unconditional love, support, and acceptance, no matter what. A tall order, I know. But I think it's a goal worth shooting for, and a sentiment lovely enough to take with me for the rest of my life. You know, on my arm.