I’ve started this blog post about five different ways. From deciding whether to have an intriguing yet vague enough title to make people click, and then dropping the bomb in big capital letters, or just putting it all out there at once. To explain the story behind why this happened, or the incredibly amusing story of how it did. There just seems to be too much to cram into one single blog post when it comes to this, so what I have landed on is the decision to tell you all about why it happened, and then on Wednesday we will get to the slightly embarrassing story of how.
So guys, we got tattoos.
This was something that had been in the works for a while (and by while I mean at least a few years.) Ben and I had always wanted to get tattoos symbolizing one another, but could never quite agree on something that would match identically. I had thrown out ideas he thought were too girly, he had come up with things I didn’t like, and so, like a lot of things, it eventually took a back burner to the chaos that is every day life.
Then, at the start of the new year, I was seeing tons of things all over the internet about choosing a word for the year. It was an idea all about being intentional with one specific change, instead of creating a list of broad resolutions (which is something I have always been guilty of). So instead of starting the year with my usual jam-packed list of things to change, I hopped on the one word bandwagon and instantly came up with the word I wanted to focus on. “Enough”.
I’m focusing on feeling like I have enough, on patting myself on the back for doing enough, on saying enough’s enough when it comes to wasting my time on social media instead of being present in my day-to-day life. It’s all just simply ENOUGH.
As someone who is always trying to better myself, grow our business, make our house feel cuter, and be a better wife/daughter/friend/photographer/businessowner/cook/calligrapher/frenchspeaker/dogowner this is far easier to preach than practice. There are so many days where I feel like I’m just not working hard enough even though I’ve been in the office for 13 hours straight. Or feel like I don’t have enough because I see someone else Instagram a fancy new purse or J Crew sweater. But part of me trying to be more present is looking at what I do have, and at the top of the list is a love that not everyone is lucky enough to experience in their lifetime. It is unwavering, and never ending, and given freely by the person whose heart I love most in the world. And that, above anything else I could have or accomplish in this life, is more than enough.
Thus, the birth of my tattoo (which I am just MILDLY obsessed with ; )
Ben decided that the thing that would match about our tattoos was the location, so he got his on his outside forearm as well. He came up with the awesome design (which he drew himself) and I adore how it came out. The middle of the arrow is formed by my name in morse code and (as he said) it is always pointing him forward. I teared up like such a girl when he told me that’s what he wanted to get, and I feel that much closer to him knowing it’s there. Not to mention I think it looks pretty cute ; )
I absolutely love being able to look down and see this constant reminder of how lucky I am. Not because I needed it written on my arm to know, but because it brings such a happiness to my heart every time I see it staring back at me. I am loved by my best friend, and that is enough.
I hope everyone starts their week with a full and happy heart!
Love + Laughs,