I have written about my closest friends before, the Princess, the Survivor, the Smart One and me the Bold one. We had a conversation after the Smart One survived an illness a few years ago ( I guess we have 2 survivors now) We were going to get matching tattoos. We were going to commemorate her survival and our bond in ink!

The Princess and the Survivor have both visited the tattoo parlor previously to this conversation and have their own individual ink. The Smart One and I have not. Now the Smart One wasn’t really sure if she wanted to do that, and I said oh yeah sure, lets do it! She eventually said yes… that was 3 years ago and we haven’t done it yet.

Oh, we spent some time looking and sending each other pictures and we never could agree on anything. This was not a HUGE surprise to me. We have trouble picking out a restaurant to go to much less a tattoo we are going to put on our body.

The Smart One asked me one day why I said I would get a tattoo so quickly and I gave her my honest response. I told her I was so extremely happy that she survived her medical emergency that I have zero issues with getting tattooed to bond us further but the odds of the 4 of us actually agreeing were slim to none.

I don’t make a practice of telling white lies especially to these 3 but this was an easy bet. We have actually stopped talking about it. It kind of faded away just like an old tattoo. They might read this and I will have some explaining to do or they will think it is quite funny. OR the conversation will start again and I just might end up with some ink on me.

In the meantime, we continue to celebrate the fact that the Smart One is still with us and that she is healthy. We have been bonded for a long time. We always will be no matter what comes our way because there are actually 4 Survivors in our group, all of us in different ways.