Tattoos on my soul

                                                                                                                August 27, 2012

       This has been a very intersting weekend I worked saturday morning it was very hectic but went by fast, my legs ached and my feet were swollen but I toughed it out like a champ. After work i went to Jacksonville to watch my sister and her friends get tattoo's. While I was there I discussed my idea for a tattoo in memory of my grandfather who died May 8th, 1995, exactly 2 months before I was born. I was named after my grandfather his nickname was Penny because when he was a child his father would hold out a handful of change from his pocket and ask him to take what he wanted and he would always pick out the penny's. He was a really good man who worked hard for everything he got, If the man I one day marry is even half as strong and hard working as my grandfather I would be a very lucky women. So I wanted something on me to remember him always because even though I never got to meet my grandfather I have always felt close to him, that somehow he is always watching over me. My mother thought my idea for a tattoo was awesome so she actually let me get it. It is a penny with a sillouette of my grandfather on it and where it says Liberty on a penny I put Burdine which is my granfathers last name, and the date is 1995 for the year his life ended and my life began. I'm so happy to have this tattoo no matter how much it felt like someone cutting me open slowly and then pouring hot led over my open wound, it was worth it to me. It was very unplanned but all the good things are, I love my family and my life and I have high hopes for the future.