Last week another one of my children informed me that he got a tattoo. I mentioned the last tattoo milestone in my post “A Week in the Life
Now, I’m not a prude, nor am I stranger to the skin ink. My ex husband has a creepy snake thing on his shoulder and both of my sisters have something, although I don’t remember what. My beautiful niece and her husband actually own a professional tattoo parlor. Her husband is a remarkable artist, and I am always amazed at the work he does.
Many young adults that I know, have recently made the commitment to this art and I’m amazed. I just don’t understand I guess. I am not one who believes it is a “sin”, although the famous OT verse, Leviticus 19:28, is referring to not behaving as the pagans do… so you can take that for what it’s worth…I don’t think having a tattoo makes you any less of a person either, but I personally would just never do it.
Here are my top ten reasons why…
- I’m over 40 and I think about my commitments very carefully.
- I’ve seen what gravity can do to a body, and sagging art work doesn’t help it.
- It hurts.
- I’d only be copying my kids…
- I don’t want to explain it to my grandkids.
- I’m OCD and ADD… I would loose my mind if I couldn’t erase it when I decided I didn’t like it anymore, which I would, and I hear removal hurts even more.
- WWJD… Really. He wouldn’t, cause he was Jewish.
- My husband doesn’t like them. (I know this should be reason enough…)
- I don’t need to prove, show or remember anything that bad. That’s what scrapbooks and blogs are for.
- I worry enough about moles and freckles…the more I care for my aging skin, the better.
No matter how many people are walking works of art, the stigma will remain, and it’s one I don’t have to worry about. Am I mad or disappointed with my kids? No. But I wish they had left their beautiful young skin alone. It’s a blessing that won’t last, but that tattoo will…Really.
Do you have a tattoo? If so, I’d love to hear your story.