Tattoos and Dad

Since tattoos have been a topic of conversation around here lately, I may as well continue that thread by telling a quick story about something potentially really cool.

Back when I decided I wanted to get my Family Crest tattooed, I knew hands-down who I wanted to do the art — I just knew the chances of it happening were slim to none. That person was Hannah Aitchison. I sent her an email describing what I want and why I want it, and I sent similar messages to other top tattoo artists — but it was Hannah I always wanted to hear from. Long story short, I never heard back, and I figured that was because her web site says she's not taking new clients due to filming LA Ink. I got in touch with a couple of other artists, but nothing ever fell into place, so I was kind of left in limbo.

Fast forward to Monday night, and Hannah's daughter and (sometimes) assistant emailed me to tell me (after a couple of exchanges) "Typically, her wait is a few months, but right now, she has some limited availability in the near future that I might be able to squeeze you in for. I'd love to be able to help you out with getting something your dad could see."

How dadgum sweet is that?!? While I don't want to get my hopes up, the prospect of getting Hannah to tattoo something so personal under the circumstances I want this artwork done is just awesome. From the beginning, I wanted the best artist, and the one I liked the most — and now there's actually a literal chance I may actually get a Hannah Aitchison tattoo. SWEET! And again, for something that has the amount of importance to me as this, it would be so amazing to have such a great artist do the work.

So now I'm waiting to hear back from Holly and/or Hannah about if and when I'll be able to get an appointment. Cross your fingers for me!

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Speaking of Dad, we're on week two of his third round of chemo. It's still too soon to tell whether or not it's doing any good, but it's definitely making him massively tired and weak. Things don't look good, to be honest — but I'm still hopeful. God and Life have a way of turning things around when you least expect it, and I'm just not at the point of giving up hope. Yes, he feels like crap and feels like he's close to dying (to be brutally honest) — but we aren't there yet. There's still a very real possibility (and probability) that this new chemo will do the trick, and in so doing, his breathing could get better and the cancer will die.

Please keep him and our family in your thoughts and prayers.

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