Last week I was in my backyard, talking to my neighbor. As she hung her arm over the fence to pet my dog desperately stretching to reach her, I saw a new tattoo on her wrist. It was simple, stark even. It was a semicolon.
This quiet tattoo is now decorating the ankles and wrists and shoulders of hundreds of people in my neighborhood and maybe yours, too. It’s a conversation starter for difficult and painful Continue reading Semicolon tattoos; take a breath