At some point, the worst week of our lives had to end. We'd walked away from everything and escaped to East Texas to be with our family. After holding and hugging one another, crying together, praying for one another, laughing together...we had to pack our bags, get in the car and come home to a harsh reality.
Before school started, we needed to visit Tattoo Consortium. You see, Emily had left her own mark on us, on our lives and because of that, we wanted to mark our skin with her too. The sisters and Mom and I all share a common bond now. We have Emily's name or initians tattooed on us to permanently remind us how special she will always be to us.
Bekah went first
I cried when I saw how beautiful this was.
Hannah was next.
Daniel had a few things touched up.
Mom's turn!
The truth is...there's no way this needle could compare to the pain in my heart.
Still, I wouldn't do this too many times over.
Hannah's boyfriend, Brian and his brother Paul came and got tattoos too.
This is Paul's...it means older brother
Brian's means younger brother
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