A Moment Marked

Today I did something small that carries something big.

I marked my skin with words that have always lived in me, not as a reminder, but as recognition.

This tattoo is not about becoming hopeful, it is about honoring what has already been here.

There is something powerful about choosing to make meaning visible, about turning an inner truth into something you can see, touch, and carry without effort.

This moment feels like a pause and a breath, a quiet celebration, a way of saying I am here, I am staying, and I trust myself.

Hope does not have to hold me anymore.

Hope gets to rest with me now.

Always, hope. 🌈

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