I have this tatoo, a butterfly. I can't exactly say I was coerced to get it, however it wasn't exactly my idea either. Anyway, I was in the mist of trying to decide whether I file for separation or whether I file for divorce or do neither.
So a friend of mine and I go to look at tatoos and nothing is catching me except for butterflies. First, all I could think of was Mariah Carey. She went through a divorce, she goes on this butterfly kick, amongst other things. Well, I did the butterfly thing, filed for separation, which then I get served divorce papers, and the drama begins.
Then it totally hits me. The development of a butterfly has different stages. A butterfly with its wings can spread open and fly. It first starts off as a catepillar in a cacoon and turns into this beautiful, yet fragile insect. However it is released and free. I am free to be myself once again...to be just me. Although I may have been fragile a year ago, I am stronger now than ever. Best of all, I am once again the person who I once was-me!
So I have this blog to journal my new experiences as I "expand my wings" in the next phase of my life.