Tattoo- only 10 years later

So, I got my first tattoo when I was 20 (I think...or that's how best my memory serves me) and it was a mix between an impulse and something I'd wanted for a while. The tattoo artist was smart and told me to go with something small in a spot I wouldn't regret later and something universal that I wouldn't grow tired of 40 years later. 

Fast Forward to 2013 and I'm in Cochabamba, Bolivia with the sudden urge to get another tattoo. Now, the big question is what should I get. I harboured the idea of getting a guardian angel's back on one of my shoulder blades for the longest time. I had this weird notion of good and evil being on each side so I'd get a guardian angel on the "evil" side so I'd have more good :) Like that was the solution to being bad!

Then, finally when I did make up my mind, I figured it should be something indicative and representative of my year 2013. Something signifying new directions, positivity, chances, hope and the future. What better than a dandelion tattoo on my right hip... ooh yeah. While I can have my random spontaneous moments, I'm mostly a crazy OCD person who plans every single thing so it was amazing when my friend Marie pushed me along to go "see" the tattoo place and instead I ended up getting the tattoo. It was painless, cheap and turned out fantastic.

Thanks Marie for being there and pushing me to get the tattoo.