So my mother now knows and I'm still alive so...I got a tattoo.
The 6 rays represent my father and his siblings (my aunties and uncle) The Koru in the middle represent my Nanny and Papa. The zig zag is the sea. The sun and sea are significant to the place that my Koka now rests in, Gisborne. It is also symbolic of the place where I made most of my memories with her; a little piece of Paradise on the Mahia peninsula. It is a reminder to me that at the dawn of each day a new sun rises breaking through the darkness and any adversaries I face. A reminder that even tumultuous seas must soon give in to the calm. It reminds me that my family (who also have this particular ink embedded within their skin) share not only the same blood, the same tattoo but the same mamae, the same hope, the same love. The purple heart in the middle reminds me that I have one still beating in my chest with a craving for life. An appreciation for it. I like the idea that to have your body bare something so beautiful you have to be poked, prodded, stabbed, bothered and put in pain but the artwork remains forever. As does our resilience. As does our love for one another. And so does the reminder that those we care about, whether present or not are still with us, beside us, behind us, in every step we take.
Pic taken Oct 20th, 2 mins after getting it done for "free"