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June 18, 2012 my dear dad passed away. It’s been 4 years. F.o.u.r.  y.e.a.r.s. Last year I took my dad’s handwritten words to me and entrusted them to a skilled tattoo artist to etch his love forever across my arm–and then waited to heal.

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…And then I looked at the lines where the needle left its mark.

My skin no longer swollen and red. Just like that–I was healed. The words,

“I love you LA, Dad”

once Braille-like to the touch were now smoother than smooth. The ink bled deep and became one with my skin as if…

…as if his love had always been a part of me.

Truth is–it has…and always will be.

~

{I love you too, Dad}

 

 

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