Why Free to Fly?

So now that you know a little about me and why I have started this blog, let me tell you why I named it Free to Fly.

After losing my baby boy, I decided that I wanted to get a tattoo to honor him. (Yes, I realize some people don’t understand this, but I try to live my life as my own and not based on what others think.) I had a tattoo of a cross placed on my left foot when I lost my grandmother.  It is something that I always will treasure and feel connected to her with. 

After thinking about it and discussing it with my husband, we went to a local tattoo artist.  I promised my husband, “we are just going to talk to him; I won’t do it today.” (We both realized this is something I would live with for the rest of my life.) He of course, knew I was going to be going home with a new tattoo that day.  Even I know, sometimes I can be rather hard-headed when I set my mind to do something.

 After talking with the artist, we decided that what I wanted originally was not going to work the way I wanted. So after, I’ll be honest not a lot of consideration, I decided on a Sailor Jerry Swallow.  I had it placed on my left wrist.  I left with my new tattoo and have never for one second regretted my somewhat spur-of-the-moment decision to get a swallow.    

And that is how Free to Fly was born.  My sweet baby boy received his wings and is flying with the most high!  I have my tattoo as a memory that, yes I had to let him go, but he is flying free and all I can do is give him to God.

With Much Love & Thanks,

~Free to Fly~