So.
I got a tattoo. Christine actually wrote on my facebook post, "You??"
Yeah. Me.
I've been thinking about it for six years.
I finally decided that if after six years, I still wanted it, maybe it was time.
The writing is Dave and Doug's.
Taken from notes they wrote me.
They always signed their notes the same way.
I thought I was doing it in memory of them.
To mark the way they are always on my heart.
To have a visible reminder.
A permanent keepsake,
always with me.
And while it is that.
It is also more.
I didn't realize it,
until afterwards.
It's a marker.
A closing of a chapter.
Closure, if you will.
I don't know how to explain it.
The minute it was finished,
I knew.
I knew something inside me was different.
Dave,
and to a lesser extent,
Doug,
have been part of my every thought
every day
for over 10 years.
Daryl saw the Dali Lama this summer.
One thing he learned:
Interrogate your truth.
I've been thinking about that a lot.
Interrogate implies a…
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