Originally Posted by DJames
I got my first tat in Cozumel, Mexico when I went with my wife to get second peircings in her ears. She, being very pragmatic, suggested a small shark on my left wrist where it could be covered by my watch when I was at work (accountant). The kid that did it looked to be about 12 years old.
Next one a few years later was in Rarotonga, Cook Islands. It was a full foot and ankle piece depicting Cyclone Ita which we went through on the island. A beautifully tatooed Maori fellow did it.
Last one was done in Santa Barbara, CA. It covers my right forearm and shows a large seashell surrounded by a big sunshine which my late wife's signature on it. It is a memorial to her life's passion of walking the beaches and searching for sea shells.
In my case they are permanent reminders of permanent feelings. Go for it.
Growing older but not up.
that sounds like some nice work and good reasons.