“Do you like it?” “I love it. It’s so intricate. And the colors are gorgeous. What do the numbers mean?” “It’s the day my life changed.” I don’t mention it, but they mark the last time I held Mom’s hand. It’s the last time I told her I loved her. It was the last time she was in pain, and it didn’t feel right to get the tattoo without including that pivotal date with it.
