Living in the suburbs of Tennessee, I navigate life with my minivan filled with kids and an assortment of applesauce pouches. Though I often shop at Target and enjoy the occasional Anthropologie sale, my journey led me to make a bold decision: I wanted a tattoo. After months of contemplating, researching designs, and even sending my husband blurry pictures of my skin, I finally took the plunge during a writer’s conference in Los Angeles.
My tattoo experience was both unique and personal. I arrived with a clear vision and a picture in hand. As the tattoo artist began his work, our conversation drifted to literature. We shared thoughts about the book-to-movie adaptations, particularly discussing the differences in Ready Player One, and reminisced about classic ’80s films. When the session concluded, I examined my new tattoo—a black outline of the familiar handicap symbol, but with a heart replacing the wheel.
The tattoo is a tribute to my son, Lucas, who is six years old and has cerebral palsy. He navigates life in a wheelchair and communicates using a speech device. When I returned home and showed him my wrist, he immediately recognized its significance. Although he is mostly nonverbal, he possesses incredible intelligence. The tattoo speaks volumes to him.
When I asked, “How much does Mommy love you?” he reached out to touch the heart on my wrist, then pointed to himself, and smiled. Now, whenever I lift him up for school or lay him down at night to change, he instinctively reaches for my wrist. This connection serves as a silent reassurance of our bond and shared journey.
This tattoo represents so much more than just ink on skin. It is a symbol for Lucas, who communicates through symbols. I intentionally chose this design over more elaborate depictions because I wanted it to be instantly recognizable, both to him and to anyone who sees it. It’s a reminder that a wheelchair is not a cause for sadness; it’s merely a means of mobility. People often react to a child in a wheelchair with pity, but the truth is, how we move through life is less important than the joy we find along the way. We embrace our wheels.
I’m fascinated by the stories that tattoos can tell. Each design captures emotions, memories, or aspirations. Most importantly, my tattoo serves as a constant reminder to Lucas of my pride in his life, his abilities, and the happiness he brings to those around him simply by being himself.
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In summary, the tattoo I chose is a heartfelt symbol of my love and connection with my son. It transcends mere decoration, embodying pride, understanding, and the joy of our shared experiences.
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