This is my tattoo for you. It’s on my right upper arm, just under my poppies. You came so soon after B. She’s always been so dynamic, so smart and verbal. You seemed to always be in her shadow. So I picked the Forget Me Not flower for you on my arm of flowers. It’s a Spring wildflower since you’re born in March. (Tattooed 9.12.19)
I show everyone my tattoo and tell them this is for my grandson, Zander. I’m so sad that I’ll never get to see you grow up. I’m so sad that I’ll never get to see you grow and see the young man you’ll become. I hope somewhere inside of you there is some of me. Maybe some free spirit, maybe some stubborness, maybe some of the inner strength I have will be yours.
I love you so much Zander. I miss your voice and your smile.
