…and that’s exactly what he wanted.
After Jaime died last spring, my father-in-law started talking about getting a portrait tattoo on his arm so he could have her with him wherever he went. Charlie and I were a little nervous about it, because after all, a tattoo is pretty permanent, and what if the tattoo artist did a bad job? I mean, talk about a tattoo you were going to have high standards on!
Steve did a bunch of asking around for recommendations, and my old roommate who now lives in Denver gave him the name of an artist she had heard great things about from friends. This guy does ONLY portraits, only in black & white, and he is booked out for months and months because he is so dang good at what he does.
The artist ended up having a cancellation for the day after Thanksgiving, so my MIL and FIL made the 6 hour drive to Denver that morning to have this done. When they got there, my MIL dropped Steve off at a nondescript building with no sign out front in a slightly shady part of town (Steve told us later that they said they have no sign because they don’t want walk-ins). Her one request was that he text her “OK” once he got in so she didn’t worry. About 90 minutes after that, Charlie got a phone call from his Mom. She was fuming and said something along the lines of, “If he’s not dead already, I’m going to kill him!” LOL. My poor MIL. Apparently Steve and the tattoo artist had just started chatting right away and he said there was never a good time to text Joan, so he just didn’t. #Men #SMH
After only 2 hours of the tattoo artist doing the tattoo upside down from his vantage point (crazy!), Joan got the call to come back and pick Steve up because the tattoo was already completed.
Check it out – it was worth the wait.
My FIL captioned this on Facebook – “Forever in my heart, for always on my arm, For as long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.”